"What are you doing here?"

"Missed me, did you?"

"Not exactly, Eris."

"Smile, Eros. Look, and Pan's here, too? It's a whole family reunion..."
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"You alright, Zoe?"

"Um, maybe I would be if I wasn't stressing over this date with Ashton!"

"Why? I mean, c'mon..."

"Don't "c'mon" me, Mila! This is your fault!"

"My fault?" She blinks. "Why's it my fault?"

"Because," Zoe exclaims. "You're the one who set us up!"

"Because he likes you. And I didn't think you hated him."

"I don't hate him," she sighs, as the girls stand around their dorm. "I just..."

Mila leans towards her. "You just...?"

"Mila. You know this, already."

"I...I don't think I do."

"Pshh," she huffs. "Does a tall blonde with a lip ring, blue eyes and a name that starts with L- and ends with -uke ring any bells?"

"Zoe," Mila nods, "but Ashton actually likes you. He really does and you're so similar, I just thought--"

"Thought what?!"

"That," Mila shrugs, "if you give him a chance you might like him, too."

"Ugh!" Zoe falls dramatically upon her bed. "Why you gotta be so--"

"Amazing?" Mila bats her lashes. "Fantastic? Thoughtful?"

"Yes," Zoe groans. "All those things. And also extra," she narrows her eyes. "You're so extra."

"Not if I'm fantastic and amazing," Mila laughs.

She sits beside her on the bed. "And you know you don't have to go through with this, right? You don't have to go on this date if you don't want to. I don't want to pressure you, and I can call and cancel--"

"No!" Zoe exclaims. "That's worse, cancelling," she sighs. "Ashton's too nice. He's adorable, honestly. I could never..." She sucks on her teeth, ignoring Mila's hopeful expression.

"So...?"

"So," Zoe sighs. "I need you to help me figure out what the fuck to wear, I guess."
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