Chapter Eleven: Make it True
Oh no, he has plans for the night like a normal person. Kagome groaned as she tilted her chair back, precariously balancing on the back legs. She couldn’t lie to him. That would be even more pathetic than telling the truth. She paused for a moment, staring at the smooth white ceiling. Maybe, she could tell him she had plans and have it be the truth at the same time. She raced over to her phone which sat alone on her plush green couch. She scrolled through her contacts until she found the right name and sent out a text.