Her new friends from college seemed to know everything.
The trendy places in the city.
Where to eat the best ramen.
Which series she had to watch next.
They liked her colourful music taste.
Her pastel, colour-coded clothes.
Her jokes landed.
All of them.
Difficult.
Sometimes utterly maddening.
Hers had always been cozy tents and familiar faces.
Everyone knew everyone.
And most horrible, only crêpes.
Olivia still considered it a crime. Pancakes were essential!
This group felt like a big sorority of like-minded girls.
Sisterhood.
“Are you sure it’s worth it?” Giulia said. “It’s just sugar.”
“Everything’s a waste of money if you think about it,” Petunia replied easily.
Helena nodded, already distracted.
Olivia smiled anyway, fingers sticky, holding the paper cone a little tighter.
She felt happy.
Or something close enough to it.

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