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“we should be okay” that friday morning is going to be ran like a damn boot camp grant you better be ready

Grant

I expect nothing less from my girl

Billie

FIRST WARNING: EXCESSIVE TEXT PDA WILL RESULT IN A FINE OF $100 DEPOSITED INTO BILLIE’S BANK ACCOUNT, EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY

Shut up.

Grant

Okay sorry relationship police!!

Billie

you better be! it’s hard patrolling these digital streets

locke you apologize too

No.

Princess

love, apologize

I’m sorry.

Billie

rosie i could kiss you

No.

Derek

how do you guys type so fast

Liliana

Here’s the link to the spreadsheet for Friendsgiving dinner. Preferred dishes are bolded, allergies are in red (please keep Billie’s severe cashew allergy in mind), and note that plastic utensils do not count as a dish.

Derek

but then it’d be a plastic DISH

No.

My phone doesn’t stop vibrating. Messages are flying back-to-back. I’m trying to reposition my hold on the device, and keep Ghost comfortable in my other arm, and accidentally open a different chat.

When I realize it’s gone from unopened to read, my blood runs cold.

Dad

Be at the office at 3pm Fri, Sat, and Sun next week. Standby for Thursday.

Ghost nudges his nose at my chin. Before I had Rosie, or Grant, or anyone else in my life I call a friend, I had him. The only comfort when my heart rate would rise, sweat gathering atmy brow from the anxiety my father sends me spiraling into. So many years later, he can still tell the signs.