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Cassidy:Oh no. That man is going to put you in cowboy boots and a hat, isn’t he?

Molly:If he tries, I’m walking back to Redville.

Josie:Please send pictures. I’m begging.

Cassidy:Seconded. I need to see this. For science.

Molly:You two are the worst.

Cassidy:Correction: We’re supportive friends. Now, tell us—how scared are you?

Molly:Terrified. I don’t even know how to sit on a horse. What if I fall? Or the horse doesn’t like me? Or it runs off into the woods and I’m stuck foraging for food forever?

Josie:The horse isn’t going to run off into the woods.

Cassidy:You’re overthinking it. Hudson won’t let you die. He’d probably throw himself off the horse first to protect you.

Molly:That’s not helpful, Cass.

Josie:Seriously, though, you’ve got this. Just hang on, let Hudson teach you, and try not to die.

Molly:JOSIE.

Cassidy:And trust the horse. Horses know things.

Molly:What does THAT even mean?!

Cassidy:I don’t know. It sounded wise.

Josie:If Hudson annoys you tomorrow, just “accidentally” steer your horse into his.

Cassidy:I second this plan.

Molly:I’m deleting this chat in case it gets SUBPOENAED.

Cassidy:So you’re contemplating it . . .

Molly:Shut up.

Josie:You’ll be fine. And if not, at least we’ll get hilarious pictures from it.

Molly:?? You guys are the worst.

Cassidy:Love you! Don’t die tomorrow.

Josie:Hudson better not let you fall. Tell him we’ll come for him if he does.

Molly:Noted.

Cassidy:PS Don’t forget to send the pics.

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Hudson

As cliché as it sounds,there really is no fucking place like home.

I love being here.

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