PrincessAr
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“Did you,” Natalia says, “fuck my boyfriend?”
Eddie blinks at her, stomach dropping like a body from a ladder truck.
She’s stood on his front steps, dead calm when she asks him this the very second he opens the door. Eddie doesn’t know why he feels caught red-handed, doing something he only sometimes wonders about doing.
He hasn’t, though. Done—that. Done anything.
He tries to convey this with a genuinely baffled, “What?”
“Did you,” Natalia says again, casual like she’s commenting on the weather, “fuck my boyfriend?”
or, buck is buck: best friend, klutz, star of eddie’s every lovesick daydream. which is to say, things are the same, except maybe what eddie’s willing to ask for