I let out a sigh. I didn’t really know what I was expecting. But knowing that this might be our only interaction of the week, I couldn’t help but feel a little sad by how short our conversation was, even if it was just by text.
This crush with Colton is really getting out of hand.
Deciding not to dwell on it further, I locked my phone. I picked up the TV remote to press play and continue watching my show.
But I was interrupted once again by the buzz from my phone.
It was a new message from Colton.
Colton:
Guess we won’t be seeing each other this week. ?
I couldn’t help but smile at his text, with my heart rate increasing just a little faster.
Clara:
And I guess I’ll have to walk to get my bubble tea this week.
Colton:
You can’t do that. I thought bubble tea is our thing.
My heart skipped a beat.
Our thing.
He probably just meant it as a joke, but my heart didn’t seem to want to take it as one.
Clara:
And what’s that supposed to mean?
Colton:
It means we can only drink bubble tea when we’re together.
I didn’t even have the time to question his text, when another popped up, giving me clarification of what he actually meant.
Colton:
Practicing ASL.
Clara:
I mean, it was before you decided to abandon me for baseball.
And I have a weekly bubble tea quota that I require to function.
Colton:
You’re breaking my heart here, partner.
I promise I’ll make it up to you.
Clara:
And how are you thinking of doing that?