The blonde hair was an obvious sign. Samantha had the Slut Flu.
She picked up her phone and struggled to think of the right way to let her study group know that she’d have to drop out for the rest of the semester.
“Hey boys! Sammi here! <3 Who wants some selifes???”
She reread the message, only to be shocked by what she had written. Luckily, she hadn’t sent it yet and could rewrite.
“Hey boys! and girls! 😉 Sammi here! <3 Who wants some selifes???”
There… much better.