Laura:Have you eaten
Laura:Have you cried
Laura:Have you done anything that will require a lawyer
April stared at the champagne flute like it was evidence. At the boutique receding behind them. At the absolute unreality of her Tuesday.
April:maybe. yes. unclear.
Laura:“Unclear” is my least favorite word you use.
Laura:Send??if you’re okay.
Laura:Send??if you need extraction.
April:??
The car turned and she slid into Liam, his thigh pressed against hers in the narrow space. She kept her leg exactly where it was. The heat in his touch was matched by a worse truth. She wanted it.
April:??
Liam’s mouth curved.
Her thumb hovered over her phone.
April:??
Laura:APRIL.
Laura:PICK ONE.
Laura:YOU’RE GIVING ME A PANIC ATTACK.
April:both
April:I’m both okay and not okay
April:Schrödinger’s breakdown
She was acutely aware of everywhere they were touching. Everywhere theyhadtouched.What did this mean?
Laura:That’s not how Schrödinger works.
Laura:Also: concerning.
Laura:Where are you.
April:in a car
Laura:Going where?
Laura:With who?
April glanced up again.
Liam sat perfectly still not moving away either, his heat radiating into her thigh.
April:liam
