Damien
Mimi: Hey Squigs, you awake?
404: Define ‘awake’
Mimi: How much caffeine have you had today?
404: This conversation is about to go in all kinds of weird and wonderful directions, isn’t it? I’m so here for this.
Mimi: You’re right. The REAL question I wanted to ask is this: if I gave you a project right now, would it mean you’d be ODing on Monsters tonight to get it done? Because as much as I appreciate your enthusiasm, I also want to be medically responsible
Mimi: …at least medically responsible enough to keep you alive
404: At this point my blood is 75% energy drink, 20% coffee, and 5% bullshit. If anything, the Monsters are keeping me alive. It’s your responsibility to keep me going, lest I slow down and die
Mimi: Dramatic
Mimi: But appreciated
Mimi: So here’s the deal: I’m pretty sure that Edgelord Supreme from work has hacked my cloud storage
404: Impossible
Mimi: Yespossible
404: I refuse to believe that there is a person in that office who could hack your cloud
404: *I* set up the security on it
Mimi: I know, I know, you’re amazing
Mimi: I just don’t know how else to explain what’s been going on
404: Use English to start. If that’s not good enough, we can move onto Greek
Mimi: Har har
Mimi: Okay, so, real talk. First of all, you can’t repeat any of this to Bigg Daddy or Dad. Got it?
404: Got it
404: Although I’m confused. What the hell is happening? Are you screwing your rival?
Mimi: GOD NO
Mimi: I would rather marry a cactus
404: Oddly specific, but okay.
Mimi: so my boyfriend (do not make a big deal out of this, god help you) came to me in a panic because he’d received a text from Nadja that my phone was busted and couldn’t receive messages, and that there was trouble back in New York that was putting my job in jeopardy
Mimi: (yes I’m not in NY right now, and yes, it’s because I’m visiting my boyfriend. Same warning above applies)
404: I’m assuming he’s the cactus in question
404: PS: I can feel you glaring at me through the screen
Mimi: SO ANYWAY, to make a long story short, it wasn’t Nadja texting him—it was that asshole. Somehow he got Matthew’s number. Not only that, but the things he said to Matthew while impersonating Nadja were things Nadja and I talk about via text
