Annabelle typed a few words in the chat window: "Did you sleep?"
When did you come back home?
Annabelle deleted and edited again and again, but in the end, she gave up the idea of initiating contact.
And it was 3 o'clock in the morning, even if I sent a message, Kendrick might not see it.
She sighed and felt inexplicably irritated, pulling the blanket over her face.
On Kendrick's side, he had just finished work and was busy deleting and editing with Annabelle. At that moment, he inexplicably opened her chat window and saw the "typing..." prompt. Kendrick's heart suddenly warmed up.
Was she still awake?
He waited for a long time, but Annabelle did not send a message. The "typing" indicator was also gone.
It was a small matter, but it made Kendrick happy, at least, she thought of him
