“You look like s**t," Karena stated, staring at my face.
“Karena!" Jessica cried. “You can't just say that to someone!"
“Jessica, look at her. No offense, Anais, but after you went radio silent, we got a bit worried, and we were obviously right to worry."
That was what I was greeted with at four in the afternoon. To be fair, I've been given and have given worse greetings than that.
I stared at my friends at the entrance to my apartment. I wasn't expecting visitors.
Ever since I got coffee with Rob, I had socially checked out for the past couple of days. Partially on purpose, and partially because I just couldn't deal with any other social interaction.
I didn't reply to any texts or any apps beyond work and Andre. As much as I hated it, I was in the avoidance and denial stage, so inst
