Savannah fell backwards on the bed and covered herself in her blankets for a second. She sat up, got to her feet, and placed the picture in her drawer. "I'll deal accordingly to that later." she promised herself, and Claire too. She looked at her bed. The blankets were a mess from all her pulling and rolling. She shrugged. 'I'll clean that up later' she thought, although she'd probably just do it tomorrow morning, when she was done sleeping. She felt touched that Claire was genuinely concerned and interested in this whole thing. She wasn't sure how she'd react if a something like this happened to a friend. Of course, she and Claire didn't know each other all that well, and that made it even nicer.
"Maybe he is trying to make you jealous, to guilt trip you into coming to the wedding."
"That could be true, but I don't know why he'd want me to come, it's not like I ever did anything worth retaliating. I seriously don't understand it. Maybe it is an apology, or they just thought I'd be upset if I wasn't invited." She walked to the wall an patted it, although she felt like slapping it because of the whole situation. She really didn't understand this all, it was so confusing.
"Maybe he is trying to make you jealous, to guilt trip you into coming to the wedding."
"That could be true, but I don't know why he'd want me to come, it's not like I ever did anything worth retaliating. I seriously don't understand it. Maybe it is an apology, or they just thought I'd be upset if I wasn't invited." She walked to the wall an patted it, although she felt like slapping it because of the whole situation. She really didn't understand this all, it was so confusing.