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My friends and I would often hang out in groups.

These gatherings usually included each other’s friends too, sometimes acquaintances as well.

Not always all together, but often enough that we crossed paths.

This particular time, I was out with an acquaintance who had a cheerful personality, and her friend who was quite the opposite.

All of us liked writing or would write for our own sanity.

Maybe that was the reason we spent most of the time together.

Carolyn

*listening to them quietly*

Dew

You like him, don't you? *points at Steve*

Carolyn

*startled, chuckles* I don't even know him

Dew looked away, sipping her drink.

Dew

Right

Steve

*looks at Carolyn* Nice phone case

Carolyn

*smiles, nods* thanks

Carolyn

Your intro?

Steve

You?

He asked indifferently.

Carolyn

*looks away, continues writing in her notebook*

Steve

Pretty name

I could see Dew scowling at his words with the corner of my eye.

I always thought she liked him but never pointed it out. I was no one to do so.

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