Page 65 of Waiting Game

Noah: Sounds like it.

Trent: Speak for yourselves.

Cole: Haha

Cole: Still, this is awesome news. So fucking proud of you, little bit.

Gracie: <3 <3

THAT SAME DAY

Kow: How did I just find out that you were in Canada but didn’t come to see me?

Cole: I went to Saskatoon, not the Peg.

Kow: And? No one comes to visit me.

Cole: That’s because you’re an asshole.

Cole: You almost died this year yet?

Kow: What’s with the hate?

Cole: No hate. Facts.

Cole: But in this instance, it’s not because you’re an asshole. I had to get home fast.

Kow: Liam said something about your dad?

Cole: Yeah, he faked a heart attack. Can you believe that?

Kow: Woah. Crazy. Your old man is such a piece of work.

Cole: Tell me about it.

Kow: And nah. I haven’t died yet.

Kow: Though there was that issue with a butt plug that wasn’t a butt plug.

Cole: Do I want to know?

Kow: Some ER doctor got a good look in my ass, that’s all I’m saying.

Cole: FML. You’re asking to die.

Kow: Nah, you gotta live like today’s your last.

Kow: Speaking of, you should have come down. We could have hung out. I wanted to show you this new strip joint. The chicks have booties that have your name written all over them.

Cole: I told you last time I was there, Kow, I don’t like that shit anymore.

Kow: How can you stop liking strippers? It’s ingrained in your DNA, dude.

Cole: Might be ingrained in yours, but it isn’t in mine. I’m tired of that scene.

Kow: You’re younger than me.

Cole: I can count.

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