EloraI was beginning to think maybe making a new friend as an adult wasn’t as terrible as people always made it seem after all. I mean, Margot and I had only met twice since that first night at the club, and somehow every conversation with her felt… easy.She listened, laughed at my ridiculous jokes, and complained about work just like everyone else.Most importantly, she never made me feel like I was talking too much, and that right there?? That was surprisingly rare.Tonight, we met at a quiet café a few streets away from the club. It was raining outside again, the windows covered with tiny droplets that blurred the city lights into colorful streaks.“You look exhausted.” Margot wrapped both hands around her cup of coffee and smiled.“Ughhhhhhh,” I groaned dramatically. “Do I really look that bad?”“A little.”“Ouch.” I feigned hurt, and she laughed softly.“Tough week?”“The longest week of my life,” I admitted. “Your friend?” She tilted her head, and I sighed. I didn’t even hav
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