"that bad, huh?
i hear the dress was fun, at least."
word travels fast in the various groups she's found herself in, that's for sure.
"not all nepo babies."
she corrects jokingly, with a slight grin as she takes a sip of coffee.
๐ฒ me too...
๐ฒ would you want to catch up sometime?
maybe it's a mistake to suggest it so quickly, but having this conversation over texts just doesn't feel right. both anxious and optimistic, she leaves the page open, awaiting a response.
although things were returning to a sense of normality with Sofia, their relationship wasn't the only one in need of repair. guilt still weighs on her over how things ended with Eli - abrupt and unexplained, leaving him to +
over the past few months, eli had gotten into a rather sad habit - he'd open up abbie's contact in his phone, stare for a bit at the last messages they'd exchanged . . . awkward, stilted, telling of the state of their breakup at the end. sometimes, he'd type messages he +
as with many of the tumultuous feelings from that time, it was locked away, for better or worse.
but now, the unexpected text from Eli offers a chance to finally process things, or at least make a start. after all, their group still feels incomplete without him.
+
crunch. crunch. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
mmm. his toast is perfect today.
as if feeling abbie's look, cody offers his last piece out to her - the golden, perfect piece.