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When Karma walked out the door, Amy knew she'd fucked up.
The plan had never been to makeout with Liam. The plan had been to seduce Karma. To make her see that Amy was... Sexy. Or at least, real girlfriend material.
But Liam had grabbed her, had interrupted the amazing moment where maybe (just maybe) Karma had been feeling what she was feeling. And he'd kissed her.
Amy pulled on her trench, not even sparing a moment to say "bye" to Liam. She grabbed her handbag and chased after Karma. She had to do something.
Karma hadn't even left the parking lot of the motel. She sat in her car, head in her hands as she tried to understand just what her brain was saying.
Amy?
Liam?
Amy and Liam?
And yeah, Amy had suddenly changed her mind about the threesome.
And hey, she did seem keen for the threesome to actually... You know, be a threesome.
Was she just planning to steal Liam all along?
And why did Liam kiss her? Amy hadn't helped at the protest. Hadn't bared her soul in song form in front of the student body. Hadn't risked her popularity to make out with Liam? So why did he kiss her??
And speaking of kisses...
Karma was shocked out of her thoughts by knocking on her window. Loud, incessant knocking.
It was Amy.