Although I get her, I’m a bit concerned about her latest need for partying like no tomorrow and going wild. Adrianne calls shotgun, of course, and I barely can place myself in the back seat, I have to look like a squashed sardine. Xxnx The hat is still on. That bittersweet indifference. “Do you have a girlfriend?” I ask, almost but not quite casually. And that scares me even more—without her taking care of him we’re both screwed anyway. She’s gone already. “It cannot go bad. So let’s try this now. And I wonder if it is really going to be a one-time thing. Tyler is standing in front of him. “Oh, yeah! Oh, c’mon! Big! And the parties that could be thrown there. They talk to us both, but now I treat it like it only concerns her. I can’t let him know my experience
