Lily: Whatever I’m allowed to call you then! A little birdie has told me you were spotted getting really close with a certain neighbor.
Sutton: How close?!
Lily: Close enough that if clothes were off they would be inside each other.
Sutton: Uh…what?
Lily: You know what I mean.
Sutton: I don’t know that I do actually…
Lily: Bailey, spill the tea!
Bailey: There’s no tea to spill, your sources are mistaken.
Lily: My sources are never wrong.
Bailey: This time they are.
Lily: So you weren’t dancing with Wes and practically humping him?
Bailey: Nope.
Sutton: *Side eye emoji*
Bailey: Don’t look at me like that. Nothing happened.
Technically not a lie. Nothing happened at the bar, really.
Lily: Don’t make me drive up there to get information out of you.
Bailey: We all know if you’re coming here it would be to get something from Parker, not me.
Sutton: *Double side eye emojis*
Lily: Cold, Collee. You. Are. Cold.
Bailey: My sources tell me you are still talking to him.
Sutton: *Triple side eye emojis*
Lily: Who are your sources?!
Bailey: Not telling, and you aren’t denying.
Lilly: How’d you manage to turn this around on me?
Bailey: It’s a gift.
Sutton: You make me excited to come back home.
Lily: Rub it in, why don’t you? I won’t be back until Christmas.
Sutton: And we can’t wait to see you then.
Bailey: I’m sure Parker is saying the same thing.
Lily has left the chat.
