Declan:
I believe that more than the goat thing
Xander:
Same
Atlas:
I still smell bullshit.
Lincoln:
Ok, ok. I agreed to be the naked model for Penelope’s figure drawing class at the library. For the love of god, keep Mom occupied while I’m there.
Declan:
You better fucking be joking right now
Lincoln:
I don’t know what to tell you, man. Pen has good taste.
Declan:
I’ll kill you and enjoy it
And don’t fucking call her Pen
Lincoln:
Jesus, all right. I was kidding. Unclench your asshole, Dec.
Xander:
Still waiting for the real reason.
Lincoln:
Fine. I promised a friend I’d commit a crime with her. Can’t say what or where, but if anyone asks, I was with one of you the whole time.
Declan:
He’s being dodgy as hell. That means it’s serious.
Atlas:
You better not be blowing off work to get laid, Linc.
Lincoln:
I WISH it was for getting laid. I’m hard up. Like, literally. Hard as fuck all the time.
Xander:
More than any of us wanted to know.
Lincoln:
