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Thalia: Good morning, family.

Thalia: As a sign of solidarity for Zayn, I propose we all stay home today.

“Or maybe not,” I say to Selene with a laugh.

She lifts her head, her brows drawing together as she looks at me. I turn the phone so she can see the screen.

“Seriously?” she asks, incredulous, shifting closer to read the rest with me.

Sierra: Good morning.

Sierra: Totally agree.

Nick: You could’ve said that before I left for practice.

Aiden: Yeah, like you would’ve skipped practice anyway.

Chase: I actually would have.

Aiden: I DON’T WANT TO DO SUICIDES BECAUSE OF YOU ANYMORE! STOP BEING LATE! AND DON’T YOU EVER THINK ABOUT SKIPPING!

Jesus.

“I think it’ll be hilarious to watch their practices sometimes,” Selene says through a laugh, her shoulders shaking as she reads the message.

“I agree.”

Noah: Great.

Noah: Could’ve said this last night so I wouldn’t have set an alarm.

Kai: Did you already leave?

Colt: I swear I don’t know why I never leave my phone on silent.

Colt: Why are you all talking so much this early?

Theo: Stop complaining, Jones.

Theo: You’ve probably already finished your gym session by now.

Noah: No, Kai. I’m still home.

Noah: Making breakfast.

Colt: Perfect.

Colt: Hope you made extra. I’m coming over.

Noah: What?

Noah: No.

Colt: Already left the house.

Ryan: I’m coming too.