After Xochitl had left it was around 11:45. I was bored and a thought came across my mind.
I texted a friend of mine, Sammy. I knew she played on You Are So Not Invited To My Bat Mitzvah because she was the one who recommended I watch it.
I also knew she could tell me if it was a good idea to DM Dylan.
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~THE MESSAGES~
Sammy Lorraine🖤
Hey so I have a crazy idea ...
Ok? I'm kinda scared
Should I DM Dylan Hoffman?
OMG CAROLINE ABSOLUTELY
!!!!!
Wait it's like 2 am in nyc maybe
you should wait
You're right
Actually I'll text him to see if he's awake
read 11:47
HES AWAKE GO DO IT NOW
read 11:48
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All of a sudden I got light headed, like all the blood in my body rushed to my head.
I opened insta and stared at his handle.
Here goes nothing. I start to type different variations of hello until I decide on 'hey'.
Before I could hit send the words 'hey I'm Dylan' popped up.
I took a deep breath before realizing what just happened.
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~THE MESSAGES~
realdylanhoffman
Hey I'm Dylan
Hi I'm Caroline
Did Sam talk to you?
Oh um about what?
She's told me a lot about you
Good things I hope?
Yea no doubt
Would you wanna hang out
when I'm in LA sometime?
Sound like a plan :)
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After I sent the message I threw my phone across the room with my feet kicking.
Boys had always started the conversation, almost always because of who my family is.
But something about Dylan was different, he didn't seem like the type of person to be like that.
He hadn't mentioned me being a the daughter of Brad Pitt during the 6 minutes and 32 seconds we texted, that was a great sign.