“Dude! Don’t waste my blunt.” he takes the blunt from your lips. “Paid good money for it too.” he chuckles, looking over at you before taking a puff.

He snuck you out of your house to chill in the back of his family’s abandoned van.

After falling out with Dominique, he wanted to hang out with his long lost best friend. You. He didn’t want to call it using you. He just needed some female company. And you were the only one willing to put up with his bull.

You were Carl’s rebound. Every time he was rejected by his crushes, he always went to you for support.

Since 3rd grade, you’ve had heart eyes for him. He saw it as an opportunity. He kept you around long enough for his pleasure.

Fiona has told him that you were right for him since 1st grade, that you cared about him more than any other girl even has. And since Dominique cheated on him, you were there for him. Again. And you listened to him vent about how he loved you. Wishing he talked about you like that.

“Are you feeling it yet?” he smiles.