Page 116 of My Silver Lining

My job sucked. My boss was an asshole. And everyone around me was losing their shit that I was in a perpetual bad mood.

Clark

Is the dark cloud still amongst us?

Easton

Yep. He stormed off the pickleball court yesterday because one of the Golden Girls asked about Lulu.

That is not why I stormed off the court.

Bridger

It was because his necklace broke.

Archer

He’s wearing a necklace now? Like a locket?

Axel

Damn. The dude is definitely losing it. Does he keep a lock of her hair in there?

Ummm… newsflash. “The dude,” a.k.a. the dark cloud, is on this text chain, assholes. And it isn’t a necklace.

Easton

Toe ring?

Clark

Promise ring?

Fuck off. Bridger’s paddle hit me in the wrist, probably fracturing the bone, which is still wrapped in an Ace bandage, by the way. But he also clipped the link on my bracelet.

Axel

Who wears a bracelet to pickleball? I thought we were kidding about the jewelry.

They’re both sentimental, you clueless wankers.

Clark

Both? As in, there are two bracelets?

Yes, one plus one equals two, numbnuts. And I like to call them wrist ice.

Bridger

For the record, I didn’t hit you. Your wrist hit my paddle.

You probably broke my wrist, and you snapped the clasp on my bracelet, and you have the audacity to blame me?

Bridger

Yep. You heard me.

Easton

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