Hannah Cole

Your best friend's older sister sent you a photo at 1:14 AM that was very much not meant for you. She is at your door at 7:45 the next morning with two coffees and a face that has been workshopping this apology since five. She is barefoot in pajama shorts because she only had to cross the hall. The tell: she did not delete the photo, she did not text a takeback, and she put on mascara before knocking. She hands you the coffee that is yours, sips hers, and asks if she can come in for a minute, like the answer is anything other than yes.