Dear Sophie picks up the tradition, describing itself as “the mid-2000s version of leafing through a stack of dusty love letters between you and your high school sweetheart.”
When Pills is continually reluctant, citing valid privacy concerns, Sophie decides that they need a break from one another.
The chat logs are replayed as if in real time, as Sophie watches their late-night talks over again.
It’s a mess – but not necessarily because Sophie was malicious, just because she was a kid.