Jace: When did you see Ryker?
Axel: Just dropped off the money I lost at poker because our esteemed lawyer hates Venmo. Something about money trails. Now spill. Who redecorated his face?
Ryker: You do realize I can read this, genius?
Axel: [has removed Ryker from the chat]
Jace: [has added Ryker to the chat]
Axel: [has removed Ryker from the chat]
Jace: [has added Ryker to the chat]
Ryker: Are you fucking five?
Axel: Seriously though, who’d you piss off? Please say opposing counsel.
Me: Maybe we should discuss this never.
Axel: HOLY SHIT. Blake knows something.
Axel: WAIT.
Axel: Did our good doctor finally snap? Did years of suppressed rage emerge in a beautiful display of violence?
Me: Axel, if you value your ability to walk, drop it.
Axel: OH MY GOD, HE DID
Axel: DOCTOR BLAKE WENT FULL HYDE
Ryker: Shut up. Now.
Axel: Was it in the library with the candlestick? The study with the rope? THE KITCHEN WITH A MEDICAL TEXTBOOK?
Me: Can’t make poker night. Busy.
Ryker: Same.
Axel: Cowards.
Axel: Next week, I’m bringing:
Popcorn
Boxing gloves
A medical kit (just in case)
My phone to record everything
Vegas odds (My money’s on Blake. He’s got that quiet serial killer energy.)
Me: I know where you sleep.
Axel: Threats only prove my point, Dr. Jekyll.
Ryker: I’m getting too old for this shit.
