“Let me keep it instead, and you have a deal.”
Hippie Girl frowned and rolled her eyes. “Fine, keep them—It’s the least I can do since you’re crazy.”
“Crazy?”
“Crazy as in—every person I told about the apartments declined to go—kind of crazy. That’s why I like you, Jioni. You’re crazy.” Hippie Girl shoved the items into Jioni’s chest.
Hippie Girl then lightened her tense expression and stuck out her hand for a high five; Jioni hesitated before high-fiving back. She wasn’t in the moment, looking at the distance without blinking. With three days left, going to this abandoned apartment could solve the problem within an afternoon. Jioni looked to Hippie Girl with determination.
