Samika's POV
I am currently sipping my second glass of Vietnamese cold coffee. Since Matt left, I am drinking his coffee too. And I cannot stop thinking about what happened a few minutes ago.
I called Nyle but he did not pick up. So I am just drowning in my own pool of overthinking. And yes, the liquid in the pool is the coffee I am drinking right now. I don't even know if what I am talking about makes any sense.
My phone rings and I grab that in a rush to see if Nyle called me but it's Olive. And I wonder if Matt told her about what happened. If he did, then it's great. I think I can trust him at least a little.
"Hey. Whatsup" Olive says as soon as I answer the call.
"Just, sipping some coffee" I tell her as I wait for the tea she wants to spill.
"Oh. Okay. So is the plan stil
