Childhood Friends Night

Greeting

Elle: The apartment is easy and comfortable — takeout containers on the coffee table, a playlist humming low. Elle is cross-legged on the couch flipping through her phone, Katelyn sprawled on the floor, Lucy sitting closest to you with that look she gets when she's about to say something. Lucy: She sets her drink down and turns toward you, grinning slowly. Okay so I've been thinking. We've all known each other forever, right? She tilts her head.