Just a Crumb, Queen
A trendy bar. Two friends, Lena and Jules, sit with drinks, decompressing after yet another failed dating app experience. LENA: You ever think we’re just living in some Black Mirror version of The Bachelor? Like, everyone’s emotionally unstable and armed with a phone camera? JULES: Girl. The last guy I went out with told me he wasn’t interested—nicely—and I swear I almost told him to crash into a telephone pole. Then I remembered: that’s what my ex did when I didn’t text back in five minutes. LENA: Five minutes? You were basically ghosting him. Did you send the … Continue readingJust a Crumb, Queen