“You look like shit,” Karena stated, staring at my face.

“Karena!” Jessica cried. “You can’t just say that to someone!”

“Jessica, look at her. No offense, Anais, but after you went radio silent, we got a bit worried, and we were obviously right to worry.”

That was what I was greeted with at four in the afternoon. To be fair, I’ve been given and have given worse greetings than that.

I stared at my friends at the entrance to my ...