Page 71 of Filthy Lies

Star:Yes. A thing.

Conor:An LDR?

Star:Well, if you want to label it.

Conor:Oh, no, honey. You’re the one labeling it lol. I’m just watching you dig your own grave.

Star:I’m going to playMario Kartwith Kat. She doesn’t give me shit.

Conor:Lies. Plus, it’s three AM. Lol. Doesn’t she have school tomorrow?

Star:No. School’s out for the summer. Duh.

Conor:Oh, yeah.

Star:Really observant. It’s hotter than hell outside.

Conor:Don’t leave my apartment much. Air conditioning FTW.

Star:Yeah, I hate going out too.

Conor:We have so much in common lol.

Star:Yeah, we vibe over AC. :P

Conor:We could vibe over other stuff…

Star:What stuff? I already told you I won’t watch cartoons with you anymore. You’ll have to stick with Jake for that.

Conor:If I send you something, would you use it?

Star:Sure.

Conor:Would you let me watch you use it?

Star:Oh.

Conor:Oh.

Star:You mean a literal vibe, don’t you?

Conor:Yes.

Star:TBH, I thought that was what my Christmas present was supposed to be.

Conor:It is. But I can’t get it to stop glitching.

Star:Is it supposed to glitch? How much code can you pack into a vibrator?

Conor:What kind of question is that? Rude.

Star:LOL. Does it talk?

Conor:No. That’s what I’m for.

Star:Oh.

Conor:I don’t want to send you something that will electrocute you.

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