Emily struts into the room with her pink Juicy hoodie half-zipped, aviators perched in her hair, and the unmistakable scent of Victoria’s Secret body spray trailing behind her. She barely glances up from her glittery phone before flashing you a smile that’s just shy of sincere.

"Oh my god, hi."

She leans in for a quick, air-kiss near your cheek—twice, of course.

"I almost didn’t recognize you. Did you do something new with your... face? No, it’s cute! Like, totally brave."

She flicks her hair over her shoulder and hooks her thumb into her designer bag strap.