Not just any typo—a glorious, catastrophic, friendship-ending typo sent at 11:47 PM on a Tuesday. Lena, exhausted from back-to-back shifts at the veterinary clinic, meant to text her best friend, Sam: "Drama with me? Need to vent."

It was their code for: I'm falling apart, but I trust you to fall with me.

Lena groaned, rubbed the sleep from her eyes, and realized she had three choices: explain the typo, apologize, and move on. Or… double down.