I went home that night and laid in bed, tossing and turning. I was grounded but I knew that it would go away in the morning. I tried to figure out what to do but I couldn't think of any ideas. I went on Instagram and tried to message both Jia and Jasmyn but was stopped by notifications from someone unexpected; Alex.
.: Riptide -Wifi- 12:27 AM 58%🔋
⇦ TheOfficialMizukage
★: Hey, you looked so nice in that photo!
You: thanks ;)
★: :-)
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I didn't know how to respond. I'd never talked to Alex past casual conversation as if it was cold outside or if we were both dying of shin splints. I just typed until I found something to send.
.: Riptide -Wifi- 12:29 AM 58%🔋
⇦ TheOfficialMizukage
You: What are you up to?
★: About to pass out hby lmao
You: went to a party so same lmao
★: was it fun tho?
You: it was interesting to say the least
★: what did you do?
You: i ate food
You: did you eat?
★: ya im at the diner downtown
You: oh that sounds nice
★: what are you up to tomorrow? I can guess you're at home rn.
You: I was going to go ice skating
but my friends bailed on me :(
★: I'll go with you! I love ice skating.
You: Really?
Are you sure you're not busy?
★: yeah I'm sure :))
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I looked back at the group chat between Jia, Jasmyn and I. They were both busy. Jia was going to temple and Jasmyn was going to her grandmother's house for the weekend. It was either go have a day to myself and relax while ice skating or stay home and bore myself to death.
Of course there was no problem wasting another weekend in my room watching an episode of an old sitcom but it was obvious that there was only one option. I would have to take my life by the ropes and hold on tight. Life was only as adventurous as you decided to made it.
.: Riptide -Wifi- 12:33 AM 58%🔋
⇦ TheOfficialMizukage
You: Okay, sure. When?
I'm free all day.
★: Let's say noon? We won't be able to get up any earlier lmao.
You: is that a challenge?
★: No, it's just a factoid. Noon, the pond, you and me. Don't be late.
You: Yes, sir.
★: Goodnight Emmie :P
You: Goodnight!
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