Riley: “Damn, how many girls is this this week?”
NotADog: “This girl is so clingy.”
NotADog: “You two are so wrong for each
other.”
NotADog: “Does she even realize she’s way out
of his league?”
NotADog: “Trying to guilt–trip him into dating
her, huh? Got any pics? Let’s see what she
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looks like.”
Riley then posted a blurry photo of me, just
enough to make out my features.
NotADog: “Not bad, but she looks kinda
scheming.”
NotADog: “I wouldn’t even touch that.”
Ethan: “@Riley, where did you get her picture?”
Riley: “Took it at the club event, I forgot.”
Ethan: “Retract it.”
Riley: “Too late now, why do you care?”
The screenshot ended there.
He really doesn’t seem into you, Amy,” Sarah
aid, taking her phone back. “You really need to
et a grip.”
Who’s ‘NotADog‘?” I asked.
e seemed taken aback by my sudden change
subject. “Oh, that’s Riley Foster, Ethan’s
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roommate.”
“Do you have his number?”
“Yeah.” She looked confused. “Why do you want it?”
Late that night, the only sound in the dorm was the occasional rustling of sheets. I changed my passcode and unpinned Ethan’s contact. Then I added Riley Foster on Snapchat.
NotADog: “Who dis?”
Me: “Amy Carter.”
NotADog: “?”
NotADog: “Why are you adding me?”
NotADog: “Is this about Ethan?”
NotADog: “I’m not gonna help you.”
Me: “No.”
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NotADog: “Then why? Just delete me.”
Me: “Riley, has anyone ever told you how
unique you are?”
NotADog: “No.”
Me: “You’re different from everyone else, I can
tell.”
NotADog: “Look, just get to the point.”
Me: “I’ve been getting close to Ethan all these
years for one reason, and one reason only.”
NotADog: “Because you like him?”
