I still haven’t told Summer about Celica. I know I probably should, but I’m not sure what to say.

I went to the coffee shop this morning to try to get some writing and classwork done. Alone as usual, but while I was there I was thinking about what it would be like if Celica was there with me. Call me crazy, but it was really nice. I tried to imagine what we’d talk about and stuff. Maybe I’d tell her about Summer.

Honestly, it feels like Celica would already know about Summer. (Does that even make sense? I don’t know, Celica knows about a lot of things. She’s kind of perfect that way.)

Even after I got home, I kept thinking about Celica and what we’d say to each other. It’s honestly really nice. Makes me feel less alone after the Summer letdown.

We’ll just say this counts as writing. Classwork, I might still have to do.

-Hayley