Wrath: I don’t think we do
Sin: No, no let him go with it. What you got for us, Mal?
Malice: Bike Besties
Malice: Hell’s Group Chat
Malice: Motorcycle Besties 4Ever
Malice: The Heathen Text Club
Malice: Friends Who Rev Together
Wrath: I think I like Hell’s Group Chat
Sin: Nah, Bike Besties is way better. Has a ring to it, you know?
Malice: I can think of more. Just give me time.
Me: This is why I hate group chats
Sin: Shit, sorry, what did you need help with? Figured it wasn’t an emergency or you would have just yelled CHURCH!
Malice: Is that what he’s saying when he yells?
Sin: What did you think he was yelling buddy?
Me: Forget I asked
Wrath: Ignore them, what’s up?
Me: You guys don’t make it easy
Me: I want to take Saige on a date
Sin: We’re on lockdown, your orders
Me: I realize that asshole. Can you guys help me get Jazz to prepare one of those board things with all the shit on it?
Malice: You want him to put shit on a board? Like animal or human?
Wrath: *Slow blinking emoji*
Sin: Jesus Christ. He means a charcuterie board. Cheeses, crackers, fruit, jams, nuts, that kind of shit
Malice: That doesn’t sound like shit to me. Can Ihave one?
Wrath: I’ll take care of it.
Me: I owe you
“Hey,you up for going for a ride with me?” I ask Saige as I find her sitting on the back porch looking out at the mountains. She looks up at me, her captivating eyes softer than I’m used to. Her face still doesn’t light up when I walk into a room, but at least she’s not shooting daggers at me right now.“I want to do something completely normal with you.”
“You mean all this death and destruction isn’t normal?” she quips.
“Not at all. Believe it or not, we had almost ten years of peace.” I wince when I realize my peace started and hers ended.
“That must have been nice. Sure, I’ll go, thought we were on lockdown, though.”