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Then a few texts from Marceline and Rachel. And then an easy to miss message from an unfamiliar contact that had become all too familiar to me. I clicked on the chat room without blinking. The few characters coming to light. [Let's Meet.]

It was nice to have this casual chat with him for once. Maybe we can be casual… like friends. ~~ AN Song for tonight ;) * Your Love Is a Song - Switchfoot*

I know age shouldn't matter if I'm just looking for a friend, but let's be honest,who really writes on their profile what they're actually looking for? Then there was John, 52, from Cambridge, who said he was a martial art teacher. I have to admit, he looked like a huhe. His chat was nice and easy, very relaxed. He'd give compliments without going overboard and could make me laugh and feel comfortable, even though sometimes his comments were a bit daring. I found it really easy to flirt with him. Most of which were Hi, Hope you are having a great day. Beautiful lady how are you. What did you do today?,etc.

Found some mindless show I didn't care about and let it play while I cleaned up my minimal dinner mess. My phone buzzed on the counter. I ignored it. It buzzed again. And again. Finally, I picked it up. Group text. Ashley had created it sometime ago, everyone on the third floor plus a few others. The chat name was "3rd Floor Chaos" with way too many emojis. Ashley: Game night starting! Common room, now! 🎮🍪 Madison: Ryan's already talking trash. Someone needs to humble him Ryan: You can TRY 😎

Antonio nodded, his lips conformed into an even thinner line as he drummed with his finger on the table. “So. Tell me more about yourself.” He asked, his eyes never leaving his. Alessandro’s face lit up in excitement. “I'm a software developer, specialising in machine language. I've worked on pretty cool projects and I love solving complex issues and creating solutions. It's great to finally meet you again, Antonio. I've heard quite a lot about you.” Antonio watched as he playfully touched his arm, his fingers brushing against his sleeve. Antonio didn't pull away. He managed a small smile that didn't reach his eyes.

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When I opened it, my chest loosened. Id forgotten whose idea it was between the two of them— although in hindsight it was most likely Juliennes— but they'd created a group chat for all three of us. ‘The Hustlers’ it was called. It was a strange, silly name, but it made ne smile, especially now. And it seemed that today it was quite active.

Make the girl rub her forehead. Drrtt ... drtt ... drttt .. Cheryl's cell phone vibrated. The girl quickly grabbed her cellphone, and a smile broke out. The One: Hello there. Cherylalala: Hey, Cheryl's speaking. Who's there. The One: prince on horseback. Cherylalala: I'm a cat. The One: since when do cats have babies? Cats have lust. Cherylalala: You're perverted 😌😌. The One: Male brain was created by thinking about sex every second.

Quickly doing a victory jump, I scrolled through his messages. There weren't many messages. It was very evident that most of the chats were deleted on purpose. The most recent chat caught my attention. It said "Tonight?" And Daniel has replied back "yes"

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