Page 102 of Hat Trick

Easy E

Ouch, Cap.

G-Money

Someone bring GTA 5 to dinner, please. I can’t find my copy anywhere.

Huddy Boy

It’s at my house, Grant.

G-Money

Thank god!!!

*Sully has left the chat*

*Mavvy has added Sully to the chat*

Sully

I haven’t known peace in years.

G-Money

And you’re never going to with us around!!

Me

I can host dinner this week. I haven’t had anyone over in ages. My doorman is starting to think I don’t have any friends.

Mavvy

He’s going to be in for a rude awakening when we all show up.

G-Money

I’m going to make a shirt. RILEY AND GRANT 4EVER

Me

That’s unnecessary.

G-Money

Is it though????

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I tossa lime in my hand and set it on a cutting board. Grabbing a knife, I slice it into small wedges and drop them in a glass bowl on the counter.

“Are you a chef now?” Grant steals a crouton off the top of the Caesar salad I made and pops it in his mouth. “Why are you in here with a knife?”

“I’m making garnishes.” I drop the knife in the sink and wash my hands. “In case someone wants to add something extra to their drink.”

“Wow. I’m barely able to get a paper towel to wipe my hands when Maverick and Emmy host dinner and you’re out here distributinggarnishes? You should be in charge more often.”

“Thanks, G.” I crane my neck, looking toward the front door. “Are we missing anyone?”

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