Relaxed
A month passed without me really noticing it happen. College stopped feeling new. It just became… routine. Wake up. Go to class. Come back. Repeat. Chloe and I still shared a room, but we barely overlapped. She was always out—clubs, group projects, dinners, random plans that appeared out of nowhere. When she was in the room, she was usually half-preparing to leave again. We talked sometimes. Short conversations. Nothing deep. And I still didn’t really have friends the way other people seemed to. Lily texted less often now too. We were both busy in different ways, and our conversations had slowly turned into quick updates instead of real talks. Ryan still sent reels. I still didn’t open them. That part of my life had become something I just… looked past. But there was one th
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