Page 11 of My Silver Lining

Someone is feeling very sensitive.

Bridger

He hasn’t been laid in a while.

How the fuck would you know?

Bridger

Because you’re always a moody prick when you go more than a few weeks.

He was right, but I wouldn’t tell him that. I hadn’t been out much because I’d been buried at work.

Easton

Your fake girlfriend doesn’t put out?

Don’t you worry about me or my fake girlfriend. We’re doing just fine over here.

Clark

Answer your door, assmunch. I came to check on you. We can order dinner.

Axel

Beware of any random shovels coming for your head, Clark.

Easton

Remember, someone is living in the main house. So if you two fuckers have a bunch of beers, do not wander over there. If you do, prepare to be punched in the throat.

Archer

My money is on Henley’s friend. Sounds like she takes no shit.

Axel

Wait. Is she hot?

I pulled the door open, and Clark walked in, holding up his phone.

“They want to know if Henley’s friend is hot?”

I groaned. “Yes. The heathen is hot.”

Clark

He said the heathen is hot.

I’m sitting next to you. You didn’t need to type that. I could have answered.

Easton

The heathen is named Lulu. Consider her off-limits to all of you fuckers. But yes…she takes no shit. Don’t mess with her.

No problem. I barely know her, and she’s caused me physical pain the two times that I’ve seen her.

Axel

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