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ELLE (11:10 P.M.):you should do it!
ELLE: (11:11 P.M.):11:11 make a wish!
ELLE (11:13 P.M.):
ELLE (11:13 P.M.):Please do it.
DARCY (11:15 P.M.):Fine. Only because you said please and used proper punctuation.
ELLE (11:16 P.M.):
DARCY (11:18 P.M.):Good night.
ELLE (11:19 P.M.):
DARCY (11:28 P.M.):
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December 6
ANNIE (2:43 P.M.):Elle requested to follow me on Instagram. Should I accept?
DARCY (2:56 P.M.):I don’t care.
ANNIE (2:58 P.M.):Just wondering if it was crossing a line or something.
ANNIE (2:58 P.M.):Since, you know. It’s fake.
ANNIE (3:01 P.M.):You didn’t tell me Elle was so pretty. She’s freaking adorable. That group shot your brother posted didn’t do her justice.
DARCY (3:06 P.M.):About that. It’s not fake.
ANNIE (3:10 P.M.):Wait. What?!
DARCY (3:15 P.M.):It’s not fake. It’s complicated.
ANNIE (3:20 P.M.):Oh my god. You had sex. You slept with her.
ANNIE (3:21 P.M.):I fucking knew it.
ANNIE (3:24 P.M.):It was good, yeah? It must’ve been.
ANNIE (3:29 P.M.):
DARCY (3:32 P.M.):Did you really just send me a link to Baby Got Back?
DARCY (3:34 P.M.):I rue the day I ever got a cell phone. I’m at work and everyone I know keeps texting me. I forgot I had my volume on and I tried to play that video and now my coworkers are staring at me like I’m a freak.
ANNIE (3:39 P.M.):
DARCY (3:40 P.M.):Annie!
ANNIE (3:43 P.M.):Oh boo hoo. You have friends who like talking to you. People care about you. Your coworkers know you listen to music other than fucking Chopin. Wah. Poor Darcy.
DARCY (3:46 P.M.):It’s a hard knock life.
ANNIE (3:47 P.M.):Oh fuck you very much.
