"Yes. It's rather distracting."

"But you're still sorting out... wether to listen?"

"Yeah."

"I want to tell you to follow your heart, but..."

"It's not that simple."

"Mhm."

"Still. Dinner tonight at your room?"

"Yes please!"

"- um, just so you know, my actual cooking skills aren't really that great, so don't, like, get your hopes up -"

"The point is that it's made by you, Audrey. Don't strain yourself."

"Alright. So..."

"What time is it anyway, let me check my phone here -"

"7:57, just coming up to eight AM."

"So let's say an early dinner date at, say, four PM?"

"That would be wonderful!"

"Alright, I'll see you then!"

"See you then!"

Click.

Still as abrupt as ever, huh. 

She should set a one hour alarm for her dinner date, just in case. After the incident with her therapy, well - best to be sure.

While she's doing that, her phone rings. She fumbles it a bit and then raises it to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Tabs."

"Aurica."

"I know, we kind of left things in a bad place last time..."

"We? You got all up in my business then stormed off in a huff when you didn't get your way. What's this about?"

"Actually, I, um. I wanted to apologize."

"Oh. Well, go on, let's hear it."