Sitting in the garden with Jeff laying with her head on my lap, I scrolled through my phone, still catching up on messages from my birthday.
Danielle had gone to meet with Emily, working on some things for her directorial debut coming up. I felt okay about her going out, I'd woken up feeling much more settled and calmer this morning.
Seeing as I'd followed Effie on Instagram, she was now able to message me privately. She'd only messaged once so far, just wishing me a happy birthday.
Opening up the message, I thought about what I could reply.
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I smiled and tried not to overthink my messages. Why did I feel so awkward talking to people.
I know Effie was a fan of the show but it feels like she could become a friend.
I don't have many.
And none my age.
How pathetic is that?
Locking my phone, I dropped it down on the outdoor sofa, scratching behind Jeff's ears instead.