“what?” she said inaudibly, ridiculed.
staring at her screen for probably 10 minutes, she realized she had to get her curiosity out of her system. he called her Celestine!
Her: Excuse me? Who are you?
Neil: Neil? An old friend?
Her: Well apparently, I don’t remember having a guitar friend! Look at your profile picture!
"idiot." she muttered to herself.
Neil: Oh! Sorry about my profile picture. I’ll change it, wait!
after couple of seconds…
Neil: Okay, now, snap out of your amnesia. Remember my cute face?
she opened his profile and saw a not-so-familiar face- oh no, she thought. it was familiar!
serendipity is typing…
Her: Holy crap. Are you the Neil who lives in Chicago and loves playing guitar and collecting stamps and used to send me post-card letters?!
Neil: I knew it. You missed me too much.
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Conflation (Beginner's Luck Award)
Short Story❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞
