She thought back for a moment as a sudden realization seemed to hit her. “Fuck…” She mumbled under her breath. “This might be easier than I actually thought…”

Tossing and turning last night. I’ll be good in a bit.

Yawns.

Morning Scott.

show… and the eyes of all the girls.” She chuckled. Pausing, she dropped her arms, tucking them back into her jacket pockets. “Uh… sorry.”

“Yeah… yeah.” Faye stood up. There didn’t even appear to be a bruise forming. She just rubbed her cheek. “I’m good, Finstock.”

/I lied