Shepard:You have a sister?
Denver:A twin sister.
Shepard:OMG. All my porn dreams are about to come true. HALLELUJAH!
Denver:You are disgusting and I question my sanity every single day when I realize I’m still texting with you.
Shepard:No you don’t. We’re friends now. Just face the facts.
Shepard:I didn’t know you were a twin. I feel like there’s so much I do and don’t know about you all at the same time.
Denver:That’s because you never ask. So self-absorbed.
Shepard:I can’t even argue with that.
Shepard:Fine. What’s her name? What do you want to be when you grow up? Where are you going to college? Name a place you want to travel.
Shepard:Look at me, asking questions and caring. I’m so proud of myself.
Denver:And just like that, we’re right back where we started—you being an arrogant jerk.
Shepard:Answers—let’s have ’em.
Denver:Fine. My sister’s name is Montana, but she goes by Monty, and—this will really blow your mind—I also have a younger brother named Charleston, Chuck for short.
Shepard:That’s…odd.
Denver:Coming from Shepard?
Shepard:Fair. Please continue.
Denver:I want to be a journalist.
Shepard:Really? You like writing?
Denver:I like giving the facts while voicing my opinion. It’s important.
Shepard:As an athlete, I agree. College aspirations?
Denver:Honestly? Anywhere that isn’t here. I kind of hate my home life. It’s not that there is anything inherently wrong with it, my parents take care of us just fine, but it’s…well, boring.
Denver:I’ll probably follow Allie to college.
Shepard:Where’s she going?
Denver:Take a wild guess.
Shepard:Wherever AJ is going.
Shepard:You do realize that’s here, right? We both got accepted on baseball scholarships.
Denver:No.
Shepard:Yep. Looks like we’ll be seeing a lot of each other, Denny.
Denver:I think I’m going to be sick.
Shepard:Be sick, dance around with excitement—totally the same thing.
