Hernán chose the meat pizza out of habit, still distracted by the issue. It wasn’t like he could afford to take her on a fancy date or anything.
“Ask Katie to come to the party, dude. It’s gonna be the best this year,” Madhur, his best friend, said, picking up the fruit thing that pretended to be pizza.
“With all that noise?” Hernán scoffed. “She hates crowds.” They slid their trays down to the ...