Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
DECLAN
Group text with Atlas, Xander, Declan, and Lincoln
Lincoln:
Happy move-in day, Romeo.
Xander:
Chloe wanted to know if we should send flowers now or wait until Pen buries you under her color coded revenge board?
Atlas:
Only you could piss off the sweet librarian so much she had murder in her eyes.
Xander:
She usually hands out stickers and lollipops. I’ve never seen her so furious.
Lincoln:
According to several guys at the bar, that look was working for her. Don’t be surprised if Pen gets a few visitors of the male variety, Dec.
Declan:
Stop fucking calling her Pen.
Lincoln:
Ohhh…touchy.
Declan:
Glad to know my suffering is entertaining you assholes.
Xander:
Deeply and profoundly
Lincoln:
You thinking casket or cremation? Need to know what to tell Mom.
Atlas:
Can Willa bring some jam to the wake?
Lincoln:
Maybe but it’ll cost you
Declan:
I’m not dying, fuckers. It’s 30 days and she’s 5 feet of prim librarian. I think I’ll survive.
Xander:
Idk, man. I thought that too. And then she stormed into the bar like the goddamn Terminator in a cardigan.
Lincoln:
Felt like WE were in trouble just sitting next to you.
Atlas:
Wonder if I could get her to yell at the football team for me.
Declan:
Are you done?
Lincoln:
Not even a little. Send pics of your funeral outfit for reference.