It’s a group message from Miles to Beck and me.
Me:No. I’m too busy dealing with the office pet. Thanks for that, btw.
Beck:We have an office pet? How did I not know about this?
Lucky bastard. At the moment, I’d give just about anything to forget all about this little adventure.
Miles:No need to thank me. I did it for selfish reasons.
Me:Let me guess. The breeder is a friend of Lucy’s?
Miles:No, smartass. I invested in the dog, hoping it would help you relax.
Fat chance of that happening. My brother’s smug tone comes through loud and clear. And for the first time since we were kids, I want to throttle him.
Beck:Cool. What kind of dog did we get?
We? What’s this “we” bullshit? I don’t see Oreo destroying anyone else’s house.
Miles:French bulldog. Her name is Oreo.
Beck:Like the cookie? Damn. Aren’t Frenchies wicked expensive?
Miles:Yes. Like I said, it’s an investment in our brother’s mental health.
That’s it. They’ve had their fun. It’s time to put an end to this charade.
Me:Yeah, well, your investment just destroyed my place while I was at the gym. I’ll be sure to send you the bill.
Miles:You left the dog alone?
He doesn’t write it, but I’m pretty sure thedumbassis implied. It takes all my self-control not to respond and point out that I told the dog to behave. How is it my fault she disobeyed?
Miles:Oreo is a puppy. She’s not a robot, and she’s not an employee you can bark orders at and expect compliance.
Beck:Truth. The dog isn’t going to follow commands. Not unless you train it.
I can’t believe it. They’re ganging up on me.
Me:I don’t have time to train a dog! In case you haven’t noticed, we’re in the middle of a massive product launch.
Miles responds with a drama king meme.
Is he serious right now? First the suggestion box and now this? It’s like he’s completely lost his focus. Maybe that’s why he’s hell-bent on derailing mine.
Not that I’d ever let that happen. I can handle this. All of it. And a healthy dose of revenge too—after the Epos launch.
Miles:I suggest you make time. *laughing emoji*
Asshole.
Beck:He’s right. Puppies are like kids. They need constant supervision and stimulation or they get into trouble.
Beck would know. He teaches martial arts classes for kids in his free time.
Miles:Did you even read the notes Scarlett gave you? She said she gave you step-by-step instructions.
Scarlett.
