Mike: However, Loren told me what she said, and I told her it wasn’t cool.
Mike: I love her, but she acted like a mean girl, and we’ve been arguing about it ever since I found her here at the hotel.
Wow. Color me surprised.
Mike: So we’re working on things because I don’t want to go back to the house and have everyone just get pissed off all over again.
Mike: I mean, they all said stuff, but from everything Loren told me, she did the most damage, so…
Ash: I’m not really sure what to say here.
Ash: I told Olivia that guys don’t fight like that, so the whole thing is foreign to me.
Mike: Yeah. Me too.
Mike: There’s other personal stuff going on too.
Mike: Loren’s parents are giving us grief about the wedding now that we’re finally ready to set a date, and it turns out her father’s having an affair!
He follows that bombshell with a bunch of wide-eyed emojis.
Mike: She didn’t find that out until this morning, so…that’s been fun.
Ash: Holy crap. I’m so sorry. That is definitely going to mess with your wedding plans, I’m sure.
Mike: Exactly. So…our plan is to come back to the house tomorrow at some point.
Mike: Maybe text me when you hear from Zayne and we’ll try to come back around the same time.
Mike: And I told Loren she needs to apologize.
Mike: Hopefully everyone else will too, but I told her she needs to do it first.
Ash: Dude…who even are you? Lol!
Ash: I’m incredibly impressed!
Mike: We’ve been together for so long that I’m not afraid to lay the truth bombs out there!
Ash: Good for you!
Ash: Should I mention any of this to Olivia or should I just let tomorrow unfold naturally?
Mike: You can tell her. Maybe one less hostile person will help.
Ash: Olivia was never going to be hostile. She was just disappointed in the way things blew up.
Mike: Same.
Mike: Okay, I gotta go. Loren’s on her way back from the spa and I promised we’d do something fun afterwards. I just have no idea what that is! Talk to you tomorrow! Remember to text me!
Ash: Will do!
I drop the phone down on my bed and start pulling clean clothes out of my dresser and contemplate when to tell Olivia about my conversation.
Tomorrow.
Definitely tomorrow.
