Wouldn’t you love to know?
I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t care.
Fuck off. You barely texted me after you moved to the Grizzlies, and now all of a sudden, we’re best friends? Because you need a texting buddy? Avoiding something, or should I say someone, in particular?
You must be bored.
Why do you say that?
You’re texting in complete and grammatically correct sentences.
Fuck off, Devs.
Yet I knew he wasn’t really annoyed. If he didn’t want to text, then he wouldn’t.
You are my best friend.
The bubbles appeared. Then disappeared. Then appeared again.
I miss you. And not just your flogger.
I swallowed.
You could always move to Vancouver.
Most expensive city in Canada????
I laughed.
Uh, buddy, Toronto is the second most expensive…
Right. Becausethiswas the most important thing in my life right now.
Are you missing him?
Don’t know what you’re talking about.
Don’t bullshit the bullshitter.
I swallowed, gazed toward where Jack’s room was, looked out the window at the falling snow illuminated by the parking lot lights, and sighed. I’d kept the drapes pulled back. Because I wanted to see the world. Snow dampened everything. Sound, light, and—most importantly—grief.
I miss my mom. She…
I couldn’t finish.
Would’ve been so fucking proud of you. And also would’ve told you to keep your nose clean. To keep your cock out of…
More bubbles.
I held my breath.
Is he fucking you or are you fucking him?
Thank God he hadn’t used Coach’s name.I kept my phone screen locked, but shit happened.
Seriously?
I pictured Mickey laughing his ass off.