“Can we meet for lunch tomorrow?” she texted.
“Sure, but tomorrow is not a holiday, as far as I know.” I replied.
“I know. I want to speak with you about a few things. The college canteen will be good enough” she replied.
“So, write. It is clear that you like writing and have written in the past” the text read. “So, why not? It is a kind of therapy after all.”
“Yeah, right. But I haven’t written in years and the end product will be crap. It won’t have quality.” I replied.