Jesus christ can we stop changing the goddamn name of this chat?!
I finally send, tired of their passive aggressive backand forth.
Carter:
I wouldn’t have to change it if Coop would just leave it alone.
Coop:
I wouldn’t have to change it if you didn’t keep naming it something stupid.
I sigh and scroll up to see what the initial text was about that set off the chat in the first place. Finding it, I see that it’s from Coop confirming our plans for Thanksgiving next week.
Coop, to answer your question, yes that’s still the plan for the holiday.
Carter:
Wait, what’s the plan for the holiday next week? I missed it.
Coop:
Maybe you wouldn’t have missed it if you didn’t dick around with the group chat name.
Carter:
Maybe I wouldn’t need to mess with it if you weren’t such a dick.
How old are the two of you again? Cuz right now you’re acting like a couple of toddlers.
Carter:
It’s not my fault! He always has to be so serious about everything while I’m out here trying to have a good time, spreading a little joy, you know. Enjoying the small things.
Coop:
We are grown ass men, we don’t need our group chat name to be some callback to a children’s movie.
Carter:
I’ll have you know, Peter Pan is a classic and has MANY adult themes and conversation talking points in it.
Anyway
Carter and I will meet you at Ivy’s house next Thursday after shift. Are you bringing the pies?
Coop:
Yep. Called the bakery earlier today to place the order. They’re expecting me, just like always.
Carter:
Wait, we’re talking about Thanksgiving next week?
Yes, dear brother of mine, we are.
Carter:
Oh, okay cool. We’re meeting at Ivy’s house like always, right? Just like we always do where Willow and her cook and then the three of us meet up with them after shift.
