[ God, that might be the worst one yet, she thinks, as she gets the text and then scrolls back to see the rest of their chat history — brief, because Oliver doesn't really seem like one to spend hours texting when he can just meet up in person for the same convo — finally getting glimpse of the pic that's been sent out.
There's probably a way to salvage this that doesn't end terribly, horribly awkward, but right now she can't seem to locate it, breathing out a long sigh before finally replying. ]
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Date: 2019-01-20 01:33 pm (UTC)There's probably a way to salvage this that doesn't end terribly, horribly awkward, but right now she can't seem to locate it, breathing out a long sigh before finally replying. ]
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[ Lead with an attempt at humor? Maybe? ]