Well, they can still do that. Plenty of time. Abby's tired out enough that she decides to take Clarisse's dismissal for what it is, resolving not to ask her about it again. If she says she's fine, she's fine.
She takes her phone out. She's spent almost the entire day to figure out how to use it and it's still surprising her with new features. Abby's been using it primarily for the messaging system, and the digital map of New York City, and there's this website called Google that you can type anything into and it will answer the question, or show you something? So useful. She hung out in Central Park for about an hour or so, perched on a park bench, looking at pictures of Seattle.
She comes over to sit next to Clarisse.
"Check this out." There are a couple pictures of things from her day. Some dogs she saw in the park, and a cool little secondhand bookshop she hated having to leave. Right now she's showing Clarisse a picture of food on a plate, chicken and waffles. Crazy combination! So fucking good. "Have you had this before?"
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She takes her phone out. She's spent almost the entire day to figure out how to use it and it's still surprising her with new features. Abby's been using it primarily for the messaging system, and the digital map of New York City, and there's this website called Google that you can type anything into and it will answer the question, or show you something? So useful. She hung out in Central Park for about an hour or so, perched on a park bench, looking at pictures of Seattle.
She comes over to sit next to Clarisse.
"Check this out." There are a couple pictures of things from her day. Some dogs she saw in the park, and a cool little secondhand bookshop she hated having to leave. Right now she's showing Clarisse a picture of food on a plate, chicken and waffles. Crazy combination! So fucking good. "Have you had this before?"