Apparently the kids these days have embraced a “talking” phase in dating. Best I can tell it’s an opening salvo of we like each other but do we LIKE like each other? Enough to stop seeing other people? We’re not 100% sure so why don’t we just text until one of us is driven insane trying to read the level of interest between the lines.
Sounds like good times indeed.
“One minute, everything’s great. He’s texting you back, you’re procrastinating your homework because finding out if you two are more like Noah and Ally or Sandy and Danny is more important than school. Then BAM. Out of nowhere, you’re with three of your friends, on your bedroom floor, deciphering texts like mad scientists, looking for any possibility or inkling that he may have the same feelings as you have.”