realization

6pm - The proverbial ‘Friday-night-party plans’ begin to formulate all around her.
She makes several calls-

What you doing? Oh, you busy, no just wondering – ya, for sure some other time.

Click.

Hey, we should meet up… No, no, I didn’t mean tonight...

Click.

Click.

Click.

Click.

It dawns on her. She has no friends.