Handle it yourself.

Stop being so dramatic.

Call a cab.

Enjoy the cake.

Words are evidence when a person later claims they were only joking.

On the second day, Wendy sent a group photograph from the restaurant.

Luca stood behind her chair with his hand on her shoulder.

The cake was tall and pale.

The caption thanked “my devoted son.” I did not reply.

I saved the image next to the screenshot of Luca’s text.