LATTON was pacing back and forth in her room and bored out of her mind.

She caught a glance of her reflection in the mirror and started talking to herself internally as if seeing three other Latton in her room with her whispering things in her ear.

“I’m so bored, what should I do?”

“Text him!”

“Call him!”

“Come on, it’s the 21st century, make the first move.”

“Should I make the first move?”

“Yes!”

“Yes, you should.”

The voices in her head sounded like echoes in a huge room. It sounded surreal.

A knock brought her back to reality. “Miss, lunch is ready. Do you want me to bring...