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BODHI: No
ELLA: Licorice?
BODHI: No
ELLA: Chocolate?
BODHI: No
ELLA: OMG what do you eat on a road trip then?
BODHI: Coffee
ELLA: Fine but just know I’m not sharing my snacks
I’ll still totally sharemy snacks; I’m not a monster.
BODHI: If we’re hungry we can stop
My mouth gapesopen as his response mocks me from the screen.If we’re hungry?!Good sir, a road trip is first and foremost about the snacks, then music, and lastly the landscape.
The order is not negotiable.
He knows that, right? Sorren wouldn’t do that to me, would he?
He definitely would.
Ugh.
“You want me to be friends with Bodhi Maxwell?”
“Sure, let’s go with that.”
Dammit. Okay, I can do this.
ELLA: I’ll share my snacks but only if you tell me what kind of music you like
Those three littledots are back, and this time the wait is longer than it was before.
BODHI: I’ll see you Thursday
Game on,Bodhi Maxwell, game on.
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BODHI
ELLA: I’ll share my snacks but only if you tell me what kind of music you like
BODHI: I’ll see you Thursday
Ipanicked.
Hard.
Seriously, what else was I supposed to say? I’m still completely at a loss, no matter how many times I read through the exchange. How do you tell someone you never had the luxury of having your pick of road-trip snacks?
Even coming down to Blackstone Falls, Mason and I hadn’t gotten much other than a bag of sunflower seeds and those hard gummy candies that get stuck in your teeth.
