“Who you texting over there?”
“Who’s Elen— Chase, no. Isn’t she married?”
“It’s complicated.”
“Complicated? Is she married or not?”
“I mean, yeah, but?—”
“I know your moral compass is a little askew, but don’t be that guy.”
“Fuck you, Jasper. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Then, Wednesday, December 18, 2023
ELENA [9:57PM]
Bore me with your inane chatter.
CHASE [9:58PM]
Holy shit, is the sky falling?
YOU texted ME first.
It’s the apocalypse, right?
ELENA [9:59PM]
You are irritating.
CHASE [9:59PM]
Yet YOU texted ME
ELENA [10:00PM]
Is there an “unsend” option?
CHASE [10:01PM]
Uh… yeah unless you have a flip phone.
ELENA [10:01PM]
I’m a doctor.
CHASE [10:02PM]
LOL! Wtf does that have to do with anything?
ELENA [10:03PM]
I don’t know. I’m having a bad day. Don’t bully me.
CHASE [10:03PM]
I’m sorry Sweetness. What’s wrong?
