Chapter 37 Date?

• Zara was sprawled across her bed, flipping through a fashion magazine lying opened but unread on her chest. The glossy page was blurred into a colourful haze as her mind replayed the snippets of conversations she had had with Leo. Just thinking about him now sent a familiar flutter through her chest, a feeling she had been trying to ignore for days.
• Her phone buzzed. She reached lazily for it with a sigh, expecting some forwarded meme or her dad asking what was for dinner. Instead, it was a text from Leo.
• > "Hey, you free this weekend?"