Page 121 of Lucky Shot
“Sweet and odd all at once,” Everly says.
Hannah types something back to him and then sets her phone down on the table.
“What’d you tell him?” I ask her.
“That he should just take her, and we can go out another time.”
“So polite and considerate,” Everly says.
“And then I blocked him,” Hannah adds. “I don’t have time for guys who can’t even make me the priority on date one.”
“Fair.” Everly takes another sip of her drink. “I thought you were dating that podcaster guy.”
“No. We broke up a while ago. We hook up occasionally when neither of us is seeing someone but we’re better as friends.”
“Friends with benefits, apparently,” Ev says.
Hannah shrugs. “It’s hard to date right now. And every guy I talk to lately feels like the type to not notice if I went missing.”
Ev snickers, then leans forward. “You know what we should do?”
She pulls out her phone and uses voice text, “Text Jackson.”
Hannah and I share a grin then listen as Everly continues, “If I went missing, what would you do?”
After she’s done, she puts the phone down and looks to me. “Now you text Nick.”
“And ask him what he would do if I went missing?”
She nods then looks to Hannah. “Unblock your potential date and ask him.”
“He’s going to think I’m an insane person.”
“Fine. Text your ex then.”
Everly’s phone pings. I glance over at Jack and Nick. Nick’s staring at the baseball game on the TV but Jack is looking at Everly.
“What’d he say?”
“I’m not looking until they all respond.”
I pull out my phone and text the same thing to Nick. I can’t watch as I press send.
“Done,” Hannah says.
Her phone pings next. Then mine.
“Okay. Hannah, go.” Everly juts her chin toward Hannah’s phone.
“He says, ‘Everything okay?’”
The three of us laugh.
“It’s a hypothetical,” she says and types back.
We wait for his reply, staring at the phone.
When it pings again, she reads it to us, “I’d call the cops and then check all the places I could think where you might be.”
