After dinner, we walk over to the hockey party. It’s the same old, same old, people getting drunk and stupid. My Terror guys-and-Babes chat is blowing up with messages now that the game is over. I wait in line for the bathroom as I scroll.
Essie
I have a spreadsheet for New Year’s!
Nate
I helped her with it.
Flip
I seriously doubt that.
Hemi
I love your spreadsheets.
Dallas
I love you, honey.
Hammer
You’re sitting right beside her as you type that, Dallas.
Tally, you’re still in, right?
Tally
I amstill in.
Dallas
How did you know?
Dred
Because Hammer’s sitting across from you.
Tally! What are you up to? We’re at Just Desserts if you want to join us.
A picture of my Babes and the Terror boys appears in the chat. Flip is missing, though.
Tally
I’m with my Tilton crew. Eat all the good things in my honor!
Essie
If you’re with my sister, hug her for me!
Tristan
If you’re with my brother, tell him I’ll be at his game this weekend.
Tally
I can do both of those things. Or you can just tell Cammie yourself because she’s also in this chat, but probably too busy sucking face with Chase to answer.
