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With my personal effects loaded in my car, and the movers already on their way with my boxes to Russford, I stood in the parking lot of my apartment, saying goodbye to my friends.
Maria, Megan, Rachel, Dylan, and Logan were all there, each cheering me on.
“I’ll miss you,” Maria said, hugging me.
“You better call us,” Megan said, next in line.
“Group chat!” Rachel insisted on her turn.
Dylan sighed as I stood before him, then opened his arms for a hug. I immediately gave it. He held me only a moment, before patting me awkwardly on the shoulder. “You’re going to do great,” he said.