Chapter 4: What's your name?
Catalina Diner
𝐋𝐨𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐂𝐀'𝟫𝟧
▍JoJo sat with an unreadable expression—tapping his foot on the ground rapidly. He watched as couples around his age walked inside the diner hand in hand with broad smiles on their faces as they waited to get swayed by the hostess.
The happy presence of the individuals promoted JoJo to snatch his phone from the counter and aggressively type in the code to send a message for the thousandth time since he first arrived.
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Teyanna
Yesterday: 8:30 P.M.
Ok, cya then! xxToday: 12:45 P.M.
I'm here.
Today: 1:15 P.M.
Is everything good? Are you stuck in traffic or something?
Today: 1:30 P.M.
The waiter keeps coming by, asking how long you'll be. What should I say?
Today: 1:40 P.M.
Yo, did you die???
Today: 1:45 P.M.
I'm out.
₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑*˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑*˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑*˟̑ෆ.
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