Chapter 7 Preya The Water Stains

• I let him in.
• Priya took one look at both our faces and grabbed her laptop and her charger and announced, with the subtlety of a marching band, that she was "definitely going to go study in the lounge for several hours, no rush, take your time," and then she was gone, and it was just me and Rhett and the paper bag from the bakery sitting between us on my bed, and the water stain on my ceiling shaped like Florida watching over the whole thing like it had a stake in the outcome.
• "Priya has the subtlety of a smoke alarm," I said, because I needed to say something easy before I said the hard thing.