Violet| If you forget to record my baby’s proposal so I can see it
Violet| I WILL RIP OUT YOUR INTESTINES AND HANG YOU WITH THEM MYSELF
Alastair| Bloody hell, Violet, what the fuck?
Violet| I MEANT WHAT I SAID
Violet| IT’S NOT *MY* FAULT HE DRAGGED HER TO PARIS INSTEAD OF DOING IT HERE
Alastair| Wouldn’t YOU like to be proposed to in Paris???
Violet|…
Violet|…are you—?
Alastair| NOT WHAT I WAS SAYING
Alastair| Let’s talk about this offline
There was a large stretch of radio silence in the group text before it picked up with a new timestamp.
Alastair| Violet
Alastair| My love
Alastair| Petal
Alastair| My sweet pookie bear
Alastair| Please come back inside
Diego| Your sweet pookie bear, Ali? Really?
Diego| I’ll be your sweet pookie bear.
Alastair| FUCK
Alastair| FUCK
Alastair| SHIT
Alastair| OH FUCK NO
Alastair| DELETE THIS
Alastair| NOT MEANT FOR THE GROUP
Theo nearly had an aneurysm trying not to cackle when he read that. But Ali would be fine.
Violet was quick to anger, but never one to let it linger. And Ali knew how to grovel with the best of them. So much so, Theo half wondered if the man had a foot fetish sometimes.
He didn’t want to know.
Josh|…good luck, man. Godspeed.
Josh| Theo, Audball loves you. She’ll say yes
Josh| But seriously: record that shit or you’ll be in for it when you get back home
