"Max...Caulfield? I think I've...seen her on the network."
Oh, he's seen her, alright. He's seen her during the long nights of scrolling back, post by post, looking for familiar names.
One name in particular.
"You could introduce us, or--or I could just message her myself if it's easier."
He'd already been planning to make contact eventually, to ask her what she remembered, but it sounds like they might have some interests in common. That might make the whole conversation smoother (for a certain, loose definition of 'smoother').
And hey, maybe they'll actually...be able to talk shop. Or something. She does still photography, it sounds like, so maybe they'll have nothing in common after all, and things will be just as stilted as they are with everyone else.
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Oh, he's seen her, alright. He's seen her during the long nights of scrolling back, post by post, looking for familiar names.
One name in particular.
"You could introduce us, or--or I could just message her myself if it's easier."
He'd already been planning to make contact eventually, to ask her what she remembered, but it sounds like they might have some interests in common. That might make the whole conversation smoother (for a certain, loose definition of 'smoother').
And hey, maybe they'll actually...be able to talk shop. Or something. She does still photography, it sounds like, so maybe they'll have nothing in common after all, and things will be just as stilted as they are with everyone else.