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----- ( ‘Where r u?’ ) Thumbs tapped out the message at high speed shooting it off after the briefest hesitation as the blonde flicked her gaze around the coffee shop she’d agreed to meet her friend at --- A quick double check that the other girl wasn’t somehow concealed in the shotgun style building.
Confirming that her friend certainly wasn’t there, she shuffled forward in the queue, eyes now firmly glued to the glowing screen where three dots had appeared to prepare her for an imminent response.
Her phone buzzed, in rapid succession as multiples came through seconds apart -- ( ‘On my way!’ )( ‘Gonna b l8.’ )( ‘Josh should b there already?’) Harley’s thumbs sprang into action but before she managed to tap out a response, a picture buzzed through along with an explanation. -- ( ‘Cute, rite?? ) ( ‘U dont mind him joining us do u?’ )
Harley, distracted by the barista, failed to answer, and once she’d ordered her hot chocolate let her gaze flick through the faces in the coffee shop again, none matching the photo on her phone. She took to watching the door, instead, waiting for her friend --- or the boy she’d apparently invited along --- to arrive.
