Sexy Fox

Betty’s come out the other side of whatever those years were, and now there’s someone new and a different energy about her, the kind you can actually see shifting. We’ve had some genuinely strange times together since Fritz came into the picture, and when I think about her my brain just loops back to all the idiotic things I said that she immediately forgot, those cold nights standing outside the gym during Carnival, the video marathons at her place when everyone called her Big Mouth for reasons that made perfect sense at three in the morning. That stuff sticks with you.

Tomorrow she’s throwing what’s definitely going to be one of those parties—loud, messy, the kind of night people reference forever afterward. I’m looking forward to actually seeing her, seeing what’s different now. Her photo came through scrambled somehow, doesn’t really matter, I’ll see her tomorrow anyway.