Numbers Can’t Decide Who I’ll Love
I can see how many times I'll meet anyone again. My boyfriend Mason had 26,000—enough for a lifetime. Until a bar game. Lily kissed him. When he came back, his number had crashed from 26,000 to 9. I broke up on the spot: “We only have 9 meetings left.” He laughed it off. Next round, campus prince Julian drew “pick a girl for the night.” He held out his hand: “Wanna try?” 26,800 above his head. I took it. Mason called me later—I hung up. None of your business.
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