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He scrolled up. Kyle looked at each message he had sent Chloe without response. He saw messages sent that were short and cute, plans for dinner together or a quick catch up with coffee some afternoon. He saw messages complaining about the weather, about work, about other people: Lewis and Finn, Clyde, nameless interactions walking home from work.
And there were also littered thoughts dropped in wherever Kyle’s mind had drifted away from what he was supposed to be doing and instead believed that the only way to pass the time would be to talk to Chloe.
I had some Thai food earlier today, reminded me of you.
People are talking about their travels on the bus, they don’t know where to go. You could give them some ideas I guess haha.
Pretty sure I just saw Hamish and Rebecca climbing
