She didn't respond. One hour went by, Andrew began to worry. Another hour went by, worry turned to regret, Andrew read back over their conversation, trying to work out where he went wrong. He debated sending her another message, apologizing in the hopes to start over, but he decided against it. Defeated, he put his phone down and went on with his day.
That night, as Andrew laid in his bed considering the events of the day, his phone buzzed. The tune one he immediately recognized as a text message. He spun around as fast as he could and grabbed his phone. A short text from an unknown number greeted him.
"Hi Andrew," the message read, "It's Alison, sorry about going silent on you, but some things came up in life that distracted me. I hope you're still up to talk?"
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