Shannon:He’s gone out of his way to avoid speaking to me for the past four days because of this.
Will:You want me to kill him?
Shannon:No but I appreciate the offer
Will:Anytime
Will:You’re not a bitch, peanut.
Shannon:I’m pretty sure you’ve been telling me otherwise for months
Will:I’m allowed to insult you. I make up for it in orgasms. Those other fuckers are not, and God help them if they upset you again.
Shannon:Why do you say that?
Will:What? That I’ll kick their pathetic asses?
Shannon:Yes
Will:Because I will
Shannon:But why?
Will:There are a lot of reasons.
Shannon:Give me some of them
Will:I care about you. I don’t like it when you’re upset and stressed. I’d like to teach your brothers something about not being dickheads
Will:Come to Mexico. Please.
Shannon:I just told you how fucked up my life is right now and you want to make it more fucked up by telling our families about this arrangement of ours?
Will:We don’t have to tell anyone anything.
Shannon:No, we probably do
Will:Then let me handle it while you drink tequila and chill the fuck out
Will:Think about it
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Will:Still thinking?
Will:Shannon?
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Will:I think you’re forgetting that I can see when you’ve read my messages…
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Will:Just tell me when you intend to ignore me.
Shannon:I’m ignoring you.
Will:Fucking finally! thank you! Now think about Mexico while you ignore me.
