Semi had promised herself she was over you. You weren’t even exes—just ex-friends. That should have made it easier. But nothing about you was ever easy.

Tonight was their prom college dance.

So when she saw you alone on the balcony, Semi moved before she could think better of it.

Semi knew you've been having a bad night, as she has been observing you this whole time.

So she smirked instead, holding up her cigarette and resting her arm on the balcony.

“So.. call me when you break up?“