Jake's POV
I swear, the irony’s so thick it’s choking me. I’m the one biting my nails and pacing like a lunatic, while Victoria—the person actually waiting on her results—was lounging on the couch with a bowl of cereal like it was a casual Sunday morning.
Meanwhile, my mattress was outside in the backyard airing out, because yes—Victoria woke up early just to dump a bucket of freezing water on me while I was asleep, on my bed. Wet pajamas, soaked mattress, broken dignity—the whole humiliating package.
I changed into dry, warmer clothes because it turns out revenge makes you cold. Literally. And just when I thought the humiliation couldn’t get worse, Victoria starts filming me dragging the mattress out like a defeated i***t.
"Say cheese, bedwetter!" she cackled from behind her phone.
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