Stevie: Where did you travel to? Is it one of those book store coffee shops like the one I work at? Stevie: This isn’t something I feel we should talk about. Not over text. Stevie: I don’t know if I can talk to you about it face-to-face either. Stevie: what sucks the most is I really miss our friendship. I want that back more than anything. It’s tough to not think of getting that back without wondering if I can ever trust you.
Addie: There were very good suggestions but at the end of the day I may have traveled to Philly. I think it's called Doubletree hotel? Still pretty great. And no it's more like one of those cafe's where they play open mic nights and stuff.. it's so cool. Addie: I come back Monday morning, do you want to talk then? Addie: Like I get it, you don't trust me and you hate me and I am the worst person in the world but instead of talking on the phone or over text, I don't mind meeting you... because i am sorry... and I do wish we could talk.
Stevie: An open-mic cafe does sound cool. You should go there tonight if it’s open. Give it a go. Stevie: Addie… [takes a moment to think this over] Stevie: I don’t hate you. I never hated you. Stevie: My shift ends at 2. We can meet at that one spot in the park we used to eat our lunch at.
Addie: Oh god no, I sound HORRIBLE. Addie: Maybe I should sleep. Addie: Uhm... yeah. I'll meet you there at 3:30?
