Chapter 42 - Survivor's Guilt (1)
It was the sumr of his junior year of college, and Isaac was sitting on a bench outside of a clothing store, a can of cola in hand, typing on his phone with a small, relaxed smile, the warm sumr air sticking lightly to his skin.
- [Aria: How’s work going???? (。◕‿‿◕。)]
- [Isaac: Sa as always. The new kids are running around like crazy lolol.]
- [Aria: Have fun! \(^o^)/ I’ll co pick you up latr!]
- [Isaac: Alr, what do you want for dinner?]
- [Aria: You decide!]
He chuckled at her ssages, thumbs tapping quickly.
Their back-and-forth was second nature now.
Aria had a way of making him feel at ease even on a chaotic day like this.
“Isaac, we’ll need you back in here in a minute.” A manager’s voice broke through, pulling him from the small daydream.
“Alright.”
- [Isaac: I’ll just decide when I’m ho then, my breaks almost over so i’ll ttyl
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