Now it just felt like a collar, squeezing tightly round my neck.
It was only hours later, when I’d dropped, exhausted, on to my bed, that I realized I’d never replied to Paddy.
Shit.And I’d promised Laura. I groaned before flipping myself over to grab my phone.
Paddy
Good, thanks. You?
I rolled my eyes. Honestly – was this the kind of scintillating conversation I had to look forward to?
Well, the world wasn’t going to end if I didn’t answer today. That could be Future Jessy’s problem.
Tuesday
Jessy
Sorry, busy day yesterday
Paddy
No worries
Wednesday
Jessy
So, how’d you like your coffee?
It was weird. I’d tapped on one of the pre-written questions the app gave me – dull but serviceable – after his non-reply, but nothing.
I looked down at the message again.Read.But no reply.
Seriously weird. He’d taken half a second to reply to my first message and now, nothing?
I was not going to double message. The point was just to engage with the matches, not actually care about them.
I closed the app.
Thursday
Paddy
The best coffee is that made by someone else
Jessy
Strong disagree. No one makes coffee like me, except Maria
Paddy
Maria?
Jessy
The owner of my favourite café and all round goddess. Life isn’t worth living without Maria
Paddy
