Stan had been driving for perhaps ten minutes when his phone buzzed against the passenger seat.
Stan glanced over. The screen lit up with a Snapchat notification from Sophie.
At the next red light, he picked up the phone and opened it.
Sophie: [Where are you? 🥺👉👈]
Sophie: [It's been, like, seven hours since I left your place and I'm already going through withdrawal 😩 This is becoming a problem. I think I need a doctor 💔]
The light turned green.
Stan set the phone back down, a small, private smile already forming on his face. He drove another block, found a quiet stretch of road, pulled over, and picked it up again.
Stan: [Withdrawing from what?]
Sophie: [YOU 😤 Obviously.]
Sophie: [Stan Harrison, you cannot pretend you don't understand. I've been very clear about this 💅]
Sophie: [I refuse to spell it out any further. It's embarrassing 🙈]
Sophie: [Where are you right now? 👀]
Stan: [Just left the hospital.]
The reply came back almost instantly.
Sophie: [WHAT?! 😨]
