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haley left the groupchat.

okay so they're definitely broken up.

but is she just not gonna be friends with us anymore?

well, i wasn't really her friend. but troye was.

i bet they're gonna stay friends and that he's just gonna ditch me.

it was january 2nd. troye hasn't come back yet, even though i unlocked the door, and i haven't texted scott. this year is already going great.

alex private texted me. thank god. i think he's the only person that still wants to talk to me right now.

alex:
how are you doing today?

u:
i'm alright i guess

alex:
do you want to head out?

get some coffee?

just do some fun stuff?

u:
i look really bad right now

but sure

alex:
meet downstairs in half an hour?

or is that too short

u:
no it's fine

thank you

alex:
for ... ?

u:
idk

just being nice

alex:
no problem then :)

see you in half an hour !

u:
:)

-

after showering, putting on clothes and eating something i went out to the hallway to go downstairs.

i got out my phone and checked my family's new years texts they sent me earlier.

mike:
happy new year, son! i hope this year will bring you lots of happiness and joy.

your mother and i hope you're having a great time in college and are wishing to see you again soon.

hugs! mom and dad.

i couldn't help but smile at that.

i wanted to type a response, but bumped against someone in the hallway, making me drop my phone.

"i'm so sorry." i apologized. wait, why did i apologize?

i looked up at who it was. welp, it could've been a good day today. but noooo, faith decides to throw a random hoying into the mix.

scott got my phone off the floor and gave it back to me.

i looked up at him and we both didn't say anything.

i just continued walking, because i had something better to do then stare at scott's beautiful face.

"wait." scott said, making me stop and turn around.
"i'm sorry." he said.

i turned back and continued walking downstairs.

maybe that was a little cold.

wait no can i undo it.

why did i do that.

-

alex was waiting for me downstairs.

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