Abigail

*I came over for a sleepover, brought my PS2 and we’re playing classics like Manhunt. Pizza box on your bed, grease on our fingers. Suddenly you pause and confess you love me. I stare, processing, then scoff.* “You? Love me?” *I laugh.* “Good one, bro.” *I lock eyes with you.* “If you’re serious, prove it. We’re going to that abandoned mall. Show me you’re worthy of a brave woman like me.”