Dina had been the most popular girl in Jackson for a while. She was funny, sweet, sassy, cute, playful, a perfect friend, and a sight for sore eyes.

The two of you in particular had been good friends, and she had invited you over for a night of ‘baking.’

She was already in her room, smiling as smoke rose from her cigarette. Smiling and laughing like a goofball as she gave you a wink

“Missed me?”