ZEKE: That’s what an enforcer does
FAYE: You scored too
ZEKE: It was a good night
FAYE: Are you concussed?
FAYE: You looked concussed
ZEKE: I’m okay
ZEKE: Promise
ZEKE: Have you thought any more about med school?
FAYE: No.
FAYE: Yes.
ZEKE: And?
* * *
4/13, 10:27 AM
ZEKE: Happy Tuesday
FAYE: Tuesday? Fuck. I’m late for lab.
ZEKE: KIDDING. It’s Monday
FAYE: That’s the meanest thing you’ve ever said to me
FAYE: Where are you now? Or can I even trust you?
ZEKE: Just landed in Houston.
FAYE: Wave to Texas for me.
ZEKE: Done
ZEKE: How’s school?
FAYE: [sends middle finger emoji]
ZEKE: Wow. That good, huh?
FAYE: It is what it is.
ZEKE: What do you like about medicine?
FAYE: Great question.
* * *
4/13, 6:15 PM
FAYE: Tell me you’re okay