“By the way, what was with the cat picture you put next to him?”
“Oh, that’s Horace. He’s my childhood cat. After I almost knocked Sherman over, I was horrified, and I think he was just as scared and shaken, so I thought Horace might keep him company. Honestly, it was all done in a panic and I meant to take the picture down before you got home but forgot.”
“I bet Sherman liked it.”
“It seemed like his little branches fluffed up, so I think he did.”
“Might need to keep the picture there.”
“I’m not opposed to the friendship if you aren’t.”
He chews on some potato salad and says, “Two inanimate objects forming the bond of a lifetime.”
“Not sure anyone else would let me carry on such an asinine farce.”
He cutely shrugs. “It’s not harming anyone. Have at it. As long as they don’t start dining together or anything like that.”
“Damn, and here I was about to put out a bowl of milk for Horace while Sherman drank up his water.”
“Not sure I’d have recovered after walking in on that.”
“I’d have perished over the cuteness overload.”
He smirks and takes another dip into the potato salad, easing my anxiety. If I were to hurt anyone and take them out for six games, it’s best that it was Halsey, because I’m not sure any other player would be as nice as he is being.
Penny:Heard Halsey hurt himself.
I watch over Grace and Halsey as they talk together while she wraps his ankle.
Blakely:Yeah, thanks to me. I don’t want to get into it, but if you think I’m feeling guilty, times that by one thousand.
Penny:Oof, I’m sorry. Is he okay?
Blakely:Out for two weeks, so if they end up losing their momentum, I’ll have no other choice than to take the new job. There will be no way I can show my face around this arena again.
Penny:Stop. I’m sure the boys will keep winning. It will be fine. Silas and OC can pick it up and I think Rivers might be coming back soon.
Blakely:No, he’s still out for a bit. I asked. I think they’re bringing someone up to help out. All because of a stupid air mattress.
Penny:What about an air mattress?
Blakely:He was sleeping on one. Gave me his real bed. I found out and switched beds. He was mad because he wanted to be a good host and give me the nice bed. It was a huge thing, but now there is no air mattress and just one bed.
Penny:One bed . . . that sounds like fun.
Blakely:Oh, I’ll be sleeping on the couch. That’s where I belong after all.
Penny:Maybe you can share the bed.
Blakely:LOL! Okay.
Penny:What? You’re both adults. And I’ve sat on that couch, it’s not great. It’s not like you’re going to accidentally slip your hand down his pants. You said he isn’t your type.
Blakely:Uh, I’m not sharing a bed with Halsey. Have you lost your mind?
Penny:No, but think about it, he didn’t want you sleeping on an air mattress, do you really think he’s going to want you sleeping on the couch? Wasn’t arguing about sleeping arrangements what got you into this mess in the first place?
Blakely:Penny . . . we’re not sharing a bed. That is insane.
