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Molly

Cassidy:Brunch at the diner. Be there or be ten pounds lighter but ultimately unhappy without cinnamon rolls.

Josie:I’m in.

Molly:Can’t. Busy.

Cassidy:Busy doing what? Avoiding us or avoidingHudson?

Molly:?? Avoiding you two, obviously.

Josie:Lies. We’re delightful.

Cassidy:I’m offended. Personally. Deeply.

Josie:Truly. This feels like a breakup.

Molly:You two aresodramatic. I’m actually working.

Cassidy:Oh, right. Working . . .

Josie:Working hardnot to think about Hudson Wilde.

Molly:*Throws phone out window.*

Josie:Denial isn’t just a river in Egypt.

Molly:You promised to stop bothering me about Hudson.

Cassidy:Correction: We promised not to bother you about HudsonAT LUNCH.

Josie:Technically, this is a group chat. So. Loophole.

Molly:I hate both of you.

Cassidy:You don’t. You hate that we’re right.

Josie:And that we know things. Important things.

Molly:What things?

Cassidy:Like how you and Hudson disappeared together the day after he binge drank with Mason.

Molly:OMG. Drop it.

Josie:And that you haven’t been able to look him in the eye since. ??

Cassidy:Curious. Very curious.

Molly:*Adds Josie and Cassidy to my block list.*

Cassidy:We’re unblockable. Like cockroaches.

Josie:Or glitter. You’ll never get rid of us.

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