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Sandra woke up as Chika her roommate walk through the door.
"Hey".
"Hey, how are you?"
"fine o"
"Are you just coming back?".
"Yes. I had to do something in school, later I had to see Mike". Mike was her boyfriend.
"Oh, okay. Welcome".
"Thank you". Chika replied. "How long have you been asleep though?".
Sandra stretched
"I don't know...what's the time now?"
"It's six forty seven"
"Oh my God, I've been asleep since past twelve o'clock".
"Hope you're okay?"
"Yes, I'm just tired". She unlocked her phone, wondering if David had replied her, wondering why she had texted him in the first place. She opened her instagram. She had seven new followers and four new likes. Her favorite foreign instagram comedian, Hannah Stockings had posted two new videos. She checked her facebook, twitter, then whatsapp.
David had replied her. He said, "Hi".
She was shaking, her heart was beating fast. He was still online. She wondered what she'd reply him. She decided she'd first refresh, take dinner and take her bath.
He was still online. She started writing, "How are you?", but cleared it. Then, she thought of saying, "How was your day?", but she didn't want to sound like she cared how his day went.
"Are you Daniel's friend?" was what she settled on.
"Yeah". He replied. Yeah? What the hell was "yeah"?
"The one he called with my phone?"
"Yes". He replied
"Oh, okay. Was just wondering how I got your phone number".
"Err...okay". Was his reply. She didn't know what else to say. She dropped her phone. She didn't feel like chatting anymore. Fuck him, for the one word replies, for sounding uninterested, for not hitting her up in the first place. He was a snub. A rich, cute snub. She would forget him...not like she ever thought about him, or like he was her imaginary boyfriend...or anything like that.