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•••••••••• Shiloh •••••••••• “I’m coming,” I mutter to myself, running out of the kitchen even though the person calling can’t hear me as I head to the living area. I was sitting there watching a documentary but I felt hungry and went to make myself a snack. I grab the phone and it’s Ollie. She’s with Jossie and they are at her place. I miss them so much. They ask if I’m busy, saying they want to Skype. I tell them I’m not and we end the call as I run upstairs to get my laptop. I settle onto the sofa, and I don’t mean to, but I get emotional seeing my friends’ faces. They can’t believe I actually went through with quitting university and moving to London, and their expressions mirror the bittersweet ache I feel at the distance between us. “I miss you guys too,” I assure them befor