Status Updates From Evelina

“Why, what the D—l,” cried the Captain, “do you come to the play, without knowing what it is?” “O yes, Sir, yes, very frequently: I have no time to read playbills; one merely comes to meet one’s friends, and shew that one’s alive.” “Ha, ha, ha!—and so,” cried the Captain, “it costs you five shillings a night, just to shew that you’re alive!” — why does this sound like instagram

A month has passed in Evelina's world at this point (visiting London society for the first time), and in many moments I've been pretty bored, to be honest. After about the 15th wild occurrence happening, it has been a bit much. 😂 However, I think she's had about enough. She's written her guardian and said she's ready to come home. I am invested enough to wonder what in the world will happen now. 🧐