“It’d be a tight fit, but I could sneak you in as long as my roommate doesn’t mind.”
“You ain’t sleepin’ around anyone I don’t know,” Michael barked, proving he was listening to every syllable.
“You’ll be there, dumbass.”
Michael huffed. “Maybe.”
Way sooner than I’d like, I had to leave to get back to campus with enough time to finish homework.
The drive to the dorm might as well have been twice as long since I didn’t want to make it. When I got there, the guys had had an entire conversation without me and solved all my troubles.
Not exactly, but they meant well.
Sunday 5:57 PM
Ty
It’s Sunday.
Jack
Very good, big brother.
Wren
Fact. It’s Sunday.
Tate
I’m lost. What about Sunday?
Ty
Where’s the update? Where’s my drama? What’re we calling Asher and Luke? Lasher? Ashke?
Percy
Lasher sounds like the wrong kind of drama.
Ty
No one likes a prude, Percy. Don’t yuck someone’s yum.
Percy
I would never! But Lasher? Ashke is cute.
Ty
Fine. So what’s new with Ashke?
Michael/Jamie
Ash is driving home, he can’t comment.
Cal
Boooo.
