Page 60 of Things Left Unsaid

Zee: You owe me ten trillion. USD.

Calder: Ouch

Zee: What’s this bull I hear about you tagging, Calder?

Calder: GTG

Zee: Carson, glue his phone to his hand

Carson: I have literal permission to superglue you to your phone, Calder. You know I’m not afraid to do it

Calder: FML

Calder: I hate the Korhonens

Calder: I hate Grand-mère for making you marry one of them

Calder: And there was no way in hell you set fire to the stables. It was only right that I take a stand.

Zee: What was the tag?

Calder: The Bar 9 logo, of course.

Zee: As much as I appreciate you defending my honor, Colton’s not like a regular Korhonen

Zee: AND, in the future, using our logo as a tag is pretty much a signature. As well as an admission of guilt.

Calder: If Colton’s anything like Callan, I’ll need to headbutt him immediately

Zee: No headbutting

Calder: :(

Zee: Colby, I thought you were keeping an eye on Calder.

Colby: Hey, I’m eighteen too and I’m not my brother’s keeper

Zee: I’m twenty-six, live in another country, and I’m still your keeper. The perks of being the eldest.

Colby: *sobs*

Carson: Is this how it’s going to be when you’re home?

Zee: No. I’ll be at the Seven Cs

Colby: You’ll be LIVING there?!

Zee: Colton gave me the choice. I didn’t feel like living with Grand-mère again so behind enemy lines I go

Colby: :O :O :O

Calder: o.O

Carson: :%

Zee: Have I figured out a way to shut you all up?

Zee: How did the open-house event go?

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