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TIFFANY'S POV

My phone was raised to my ear as I listened to Gladys talk over the phone. She was telling me about some stories but I was distracted.

"Are you even listening?" She asked and I shook my head back into consciousness.

"Uh— yeah."

"You're not listening," she said. "You've barely responded to anything I've said and you don't even sound like you heard anything I said."

I took a deep breath. "It's not that I am not listening, I just—"

"What's the problem? You know you can always tell me what it is," she reminded.

"I've just been thinking a lot about school. I'm starting classes soon and— I've been seeing someone's nudes all over the internet."

"And so what? People get their stuff out all the time."

"No you don't get it," I told her. "It's mine. That is my nude, Gladys."

"Girl you're tripping cause no one leaked the photos."

"I just—"

"Listen to me, I know you're overthinking things but stop it. That is your nude."

"Right. I'm just uh— overthinking things. We'll talk tomorrow,