Hey…
Onyx:
Sorry! Habit.
While I love not hating Ash so much, this is an *us* thing.
What did that mean? Harper had said something about the chat being a mate thing, but now that Dex was here, it couldn’t be. Whatever. It didn’t matter.
Harper:
You mean a short people thing? Oh, no. Wait. I’m here. *devil emoji*
Onyx:
I’m starting to see why you’re Ash’s mate.
Harper:
Sorry. Was that mean?
I can’t help it. You get so prickly, and literally no one cares how tall you are.
Onyx:
Mean? You think I can’t take a little teasing? Brace yourself for my retort.
Dex never would have guessed that being in a group chat with someone who ran a renowned gallery would be so…normal. Hecould almost forget what a big deal going to dinner with Onyx was. Everyone in the Shearwater Landing art world had heard of him and Gallery Four, and anyone Dex went to school with would kill for this opportunity.
Harper:
…
I’m waiting.
Guess you’ve got nothing.
Onyx:
You’re a bit of a brat.
I like it.
Ollie:
He is not. Harper is pure sweetness.
Harper:
*devil emoji*
Onyx:
I think we scared Dex away.
@Harper you know there are other emojis right?
Dex:
