Page 64 of Clichés & Curses

And we’re off!

The next message was a selfie of him sitting in a window seat of the bus, grinning widely, with a peace sign.

Clara:

About time!

So what’s the ABBA album of choice for this road trip?

Colton:

Good question.

It’s definitely a Super Trouper kind of road trip.

I let out a chuckle at his answer.

My eyes darted to the time on my phone, seeing that I would have to get started on preparing dinner.

Clara:

Nina is coming home soon, so I have to start cooking dinner.

Text me when you arrive!

Colton:

I headed to the kitchen with my phone in my hand, opening Spotify to see what playlist I should listen to while I prepared dinner.

But it seemed my mind had already been made up, when my fingers started typing the search bar and wrote ABBA. Clicking on the discography, I scrolled to theSuper Trouperalbum and played the first track.

I quickly took a screenshot of the Spotify player and typed out a message. Without thinking twice, I sent it to Colton.

Clara:

My cooking album of choice for tonight! Now you can pretend I’m listening to the album with you.

In case you miss me.

I was about to lock my phone when the three dots appeared, and his reply came.

Colton:

Guess I’m playing this album on repeat until I see you again.

I had a love-hate relationship with Thursdays when it came to my class schedule.

Although my first class of the day started at 10 a.m., an hour later than the previous three days of the week, Thursday was also the day I had to stay on campus the longest, with my last class finishing at 5 p.m.

I was on my way to my second class of the day after having lunch with Claudia.

Just as I was about to sit on the bench outside the lecture hall, while I had been waiting for the ongoing class to finish, students started piling out of the door. I quickly pulled out my phone and checked the time, thinking I wrongly estimated my time. But the time on my lock screen told me my class was starting in ten minutes. Hence, their lecture must have ended early.

When the number of students exiting the hall decreased to one or two in between interval gaps, I finally made my way inside the lecture hall. Quickly scanning the seats, I opted for the one in the middle.

Once I took out everything I needed for the class, I let myself scroll through my phone before the lecturer got there. A few notifications were up on my phone, but none I was looking for.

My text chain with Colton kept getting longer the previous night, with him updating me on his latest whereabouts and the occasional photos from the road trip, including one of Miles sleeping on his shoulder that I immediately showed Nina.

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