Andy and Alyssa
Alyssa messaged me a few hours later, while I still laid in my bed, sulking; she must have been a morning person, which was the opposite of me. "Sorry, beautiful, I was sleeping."
"Did you wanna meet for breakfast?" I asked, even though I had yet to sleep.
"Sorry, I have a date. I'm seeing Andy again!"
Andy? Who the fuck was that? "Oh, Andy," I added a sad emoji.
She took a while to respond, "Yeah, this is the 5th time. I think things are getting more serious. So we are meeting without the expectation of sex for the first time. I am so excited, I think I'm falling in love Kavi..."
"Oh wow, that's amazing. I hope you have a good time. Will I still see you tonight?"
She sent a picture. She was standing in the shower, her finder held up to her mouth, in a shushing motion, "I'm looking forward to you making up for that lack of sex tonight. Dress slutty babe, cause we're hitting a rave."