Sophie
Perfect. Now, Cait, explain.
Me
Explain what?
Sarah
Explain why you’re calling a taco night. It’s Drew, right? You had sex with him and have been having sleepovers ever since. Please tell me that’s the reason you weren’t home at six in the morning three days this past week.
Me
How do you know I wasn’t home three mornings?
Sarah
Had to be at school early. I drive by your house on my way there, and I didn’t see your car in front. It was there this morning though.
Me
Two of those mornings were Saturday and Sunday. You go to school on the weekends?
Sarah
I may have signed up for early morning spin classes for the sole purpose of having an excuse to see if your car was there.
Sophie
Getting up before six to suss out if Caitlin slept with Drew? That is a dedication to gossip I can respect and admire. All the stars, Sar.
Sarah
You can’t see me but I’m taking a bow.
Me
You should really mind your own business.
Sophie
Obviously your business is our business. Now, don’t make us wait. The first time was after the game last week, right?
Are you officially a card-carrying member of the very exclusive club of women who know what sex fueled by post-game professional athlete adrenaline feels like?
Maddy
Please say yes.
Maya
I swear to god, if Sarah and Emmy find themselves football players too and I’m the only one of us without one of those cards, I’m going to lose my shit.
The dating world is even bleaker than usual this week.
Maddy
Another hair flosser?