Bay
I’m not telling you not to have chocolate
I’m just telling you not to have it right before bed
Ni-Ni
Do you not like Luca climbing into your bed from nightmares every night or something Bay
Tis Moi, Luca
Be careful how you answer
Bay
Of course I love it Luca <3
But I don’t love that you have nightmares
Tis Moi, Luca
The nightmares are worth it for the chocolate
Ni-Ni
I just remembered @eggo is in this chat
And definitely has no idea what we’retalking about
Eggo
I’m just along for the ride
Love learning new stuff about you
Hudson had actually told me about this habit of Luca’s during a call a little while ago. I hadn’t realized it at the time, but Luca must have started doing it when they were still on the show because Hudson said it was back when they had bunk beds. Luca was on the top bunk, and Hudson was on the bottom, but Luca sometimes got freaked out at night, so he would climb down and sit with Hudson to calm down. From what I understood of it, going on the show was the first time Luca had ever been away from home for more than a couple of days, so he struggled a lot with being there for weeks, especially when it was all in the public eye. But while I was sure that Hudson hadn’t shared anything with me that he thought Luca would be uncomfortable with, I didn’t want to parade around the fact that I knew it already in the group chat.
Tis Moi, Luca
You know so much about me, and yet you don’t know what my face looks like
I felt strange not telling them the truth, but I didn’t know how I could. First of all, it felt weird to just randomly say, “Oh, by the way, I believe you guys are who you say you are now.” And second, if they realized I knew their identities, then they would probably want me to tell them mine, and I didn’t want to haveto say that yet. But I also didn’t want to expressly lie by agreeing that I didn’t know when they were, so I had to word my responses carefully.
Eggo
That sounds like a poem
Tis Moi, Luca
Now back to Bay
You still haven’t given an explanation
Wow, Hudson really hadn’t been kidding when he said they would be relentless about this. I kept hoping that with every diversion that came up, they would forget about why this conversation had started in the first place, but so far, that wasn’t happening.
A pop-up notification showed on my phone.Incoming Call: Bay. I still had his contact saved under that name because I was worried about the possibility of someone seeing a text or call coming in from Hudson and getting suspicious. Of course, we had the fantastic excuse of me being his guide at school, but I wasn’t sure if anyone would accept that as a real answer. On the off chance that they wouldn’t, I thought it was better to be safe. At least it would keep us out of the school’s gossip mill. Besides, I liked calling him Bay; I’d gotten used to the name.
“Hey,” I said when I answered the call.