Text from LB, Friday at 8:10 PM: I’m at a suicide prevention fundraiser. I can’t even write out my thoughts.
ID: Why?
ID: Meaning, why are you there? (The inability to write being immediately understandable.)
LB: My cousin’s friend’s family has started a foundation for their daughter that committed suicide.
ID: Oh. Is it… fun?
LB: No.
LB: The food is good though.
ID: Hahaha!
LB: Actually really good.
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