Museum Of American Art
New Britain, Connecticut
Me: *looking at some paintings*
Becky: Wonderful paintings, aren't they?
Me: They sure are! *realises something* Where did Julie, Alexis, Bryan, and Terrence go?
Becky: Hmm, not sure.
Me: *gets a text from Julie* We left. Enjoy being lonely, loser! Ha ha!
Becky: Anything?
Me: Julie texted me, saying she and the others left. She was like: Enjoy being lonely, loser ha ha!
Becky: Now, that's not very nice! I'm here! And, I am not leaving you!
Me: Good!
spnxfam: Who left you all alone?
Me: Some jerks!
spnxfam: That is messed up! I'll keep you company, too! I came from Hartford!
Me: Nice! Let's go to Pizza Pal, afterwards!
Becky: Okay, cool!!
spnxfam: I'm getting myself a pepperoni pizza!
This story was written on Monday, December 14th, 2020.
A/N Something like this happened to me in 2017. My friends left the art museum, without saying good bye. I couldn't find them, only to realize they left without saying good bye. That hurts so much. 💔💔💔 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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