I fiddle with the corner of my comforter, reading and re-reading the same message I typed out nearly 20 minutes ago.

‘Hey Eileen! How’s it going? This is Lily. You know, the weird human from the park?’

Too casual? Too formal? God, I suck at writing. I need to stop obsessing over this and just try to relax. Early morning at the office tomorrow, and I still need to get this paperwork sorted for-

Ping!

I just about leap out of my body ...