#which might change 1 once i get off spring break and 2 for bemily week

[luckyfaeth]

Beca was usually chill. It was the word people who knew her always seemed to find most significant about her. But Beca did not feel like Aubrey would say the same after the way Beca practically fell over herself rushing through the door of Posen’s.

“I’m here,” Beca huffed, trying to catch her breath. “I’m not late.”

“You are, actually,” Aubrey mumbled, not looking up from whatever she was writing down. “Did you forget how to tell time?”

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chapter 4 has been uploaded!