Chapter 18 Text Chat
EIGHTEEN
TEXT CHAT
Kitty: You owe me forty
Kitty: WHOOOPEEEEE - we did it!! Through to round two
George: I hate you
Kitty: Don’t hate the player, hate the game
George:
*Two hours later*
Kitty: Hahahahahaha. You looooooose.
George: *gags*
Kitty: Not my fault Seattle SUCKS, though that girl boss coach is a whole vibe for sure. Just because your team lost and mine didn’t
George: I’m not talking to you
Kitty: I’m not talking to you either. Why does the West Coast have to be on a different time zone anyway?
George: Blame the sun
Kitty: It’s so late. I hate watching West Coast games. I only do it when you’re not on shift
Kitty: *snores*
George: You on a night shift?
Kitty: Oh, I forgot to tell you guys
George: ?
Kitty: I quit
Kitty: *ducks for cover*
George: Nah, we figured something was going on. You’ve been acting weird for a while. Where are you going? A smaller hospital? You okay for cash?
Kitty: I’m fine. I’ll be working one-on-one with a patient. It starts as soon as he’s out of the hospital and in a private residence
George: Neat!
George: You give up on the 40, I’ll tell Lara and Millie for you…
Kitty: You’d do that for forty cents?
George: Ain’t I the best?