It was around noon the next day when her phone buzzed. It was an unknown number.
"Are you alright?" The text said.
"Who is this?" She texted back.
"It's Roman," the answer came quickly.
She swallowed and debated in her head for a few seconds whether or not to answer him. In the end she had already replied once so he knew she had seen his text and it would seem rather childlish to start ignoring him now.
"How did you get my number?" She asked.
"I went through Jimmy's phone while he was in the shower. I'm sorry. I normally don't do that but I needed to check up on you," he answered.
"I'm fine," she replied.
"Can we meet?" He asked.
"Why?" She asked back.
"I need to talk to you and I don't wanna do it over text messages," he replied.
"Fine. Where and when?" She asked.
"That café from yesterday morning in 30 minutes. Does that work for you?" He replied.
"Yes, that's fine. See you soon," she replied.
She put her phone on the table.
"Better get dressed then," she thought.
She had been in her underwear all day since she hadn't been planning on going outside.
She went into her bedroom and took out a pair of black jeans and a dark green top that matched her dark green eyes. She wasn't about to dress all sexy as the night before. She still felt rejected and that made her feel stupid. She brushed her hair and let it hang loose. She put on her brown cowboyboots and her black jacket and then she headed for the café.