I drove to Canni's house around 6:04pm. I don't do well driving at night (well I guess driving period) so I couldn't quite discern where Canni's house was. I had gotten to the street but couldn't pick out the right house. After passing her house and driving a couple streets down the neighborhood to catch my breath I decided to try and enter the street from the other way and see if I could see it better that way. I eventually arrived around 6:16pm, dark at night, and parked up on their driveway next to the eggvan. I rung the doorbell and brought everything in. The energy was very low, probably on account of it being night, but also because Canni was sick and probably couldn't quite contribute to the conversation as she'd had liked. But that's probably just me. Julie is still vivacious and whip-sharp judgy but I've really noticed the acid lately. Aaron seemed tired. Ethan seemed unchanged. There were a few awkward pauses while Canni and Julie were out in the main part of the house while we were in the sunroom. I have to say -- or I suppose confirm -- that my social skills have very much collapsed on account of COVID, though I suspect they were never the best even before. Though I'm sure they knew I tried.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391