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JD is laughing his ass off when Veronica concludes her story. Betty and Duke are holding each other for dear life, both girls also snorting with laughter.
Mac is doing her best to keep her expression neutral but she keeps cracking up when JD keeps reaching for her and lightly slapping at her arm, still cackling.
Martha succeeds at smiling at Heather sympathetically for a full three seconds before she starts giggling too.
Heather glares at all of them. “I don’t deserve this.”
“Are you kidding me?” Duke snorts, looking ridiculously gleeful. “You totally do!”
Heather’s scowls deepens. She pouts. “I’m disowning all of you.”
”Sweet baby Jesus, Heather,” Betty adds, sounding like she’s trying to catch her breath. “That is the worst way to start talking kink with your girlfriend.”
“I hate all of you.” Heather’s cheeks are incredibly red, she palms her face none too gently. Muffled by her hand, she groans, “I fucking hate all of you.”
“Babe,” Veronica swallows her laughter. “I’m sorry.” She tries to give Heather a side hug but the girl dodged her arm and instead pokes her on the rib.
”No. I’m mad at you too.”
”I’m so glad to be of service to such young love,” JD declares happily, dedicating a shit-eating grin to Heather.
“Shut up, Jason.” Heather growls huffily, glowering at him. “Shut up or I’m choking you.”
”S’that another one of your kinks, Chan-chan?” JD retorts without missing a beat.
Heather grits her teeth.
”Is it?” Veronica asks, actually curious, but Heather is pointedly avoiding looking at her or responding.
The group actually quiets down to stare at Heather and wait for her response.
Heather opens her mouth and tries to say something. She can’t. Her blush returns with an angry vengeance.
”Oh my god, it is!” Mac exclaims, her eyes widening when Heather says nothing to deny it. And just like that, everyone is guffawing hysterically again.