IN SOME FORM of ANOTHER
“S, can we talk?” Blair Waldorf sniffled into the phone line.
Serena flipped on her light switch. “Yeah, B, what’s going on?” She rubbed her eyes. “Are u okay? It’s 2 am.”
Her breathing quickened. “Can u meet me somewhere?” She wiped away her tears.
“Can’t it wait—“
“No, it really can’t!” She hyperventilated. “Please. Serena” Her voice lowered.
Serena nodded. “I’m coming. Where do u want to meet?”
….
The blonde pulled on her coat, slipped on some shoes and called a cab. She was stumbling a little on her way towards the door,...
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