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[MESSAGES]
JOEL: My shirt is still drying out.
KENZIE: No jokes this morning. My swollen eyes and post-Shadowlands headache can’t take it.
JOEL: I had no idea one body could produce that many tears. You defied biology.
KENZIE: At least I gave you a date you’ll never forget.
JOEL: It’ll go down in the history books. Want to stage a dramatic breakup?
KENZIE: I’m not really the dramatic type.
JOEL: It felt pretty dramatic when you grabbed me in that storeroom.
KENZIE: Are you ever going to let that go?
JOEL: Probably not.
KENZIE: *GIF of a person burying their head in their hands*
JOEL: I doubt the town can handle more drama, though.
KENZIE: What are you talking about?
JOEL: Have you checked your phone this morning?
KENZIE: No. I’m on my laptop. My phone’s on Do Not Disturb.
JOEL: Do it.
KENZIE: WHAT?! I have so many messages. Everyone’s checking up on me like something terrible happened.
JOEL: It appears I’m evil incarnate for making you cry.
KENZIE: I have no words.
JOEL: Not to worry. The townsfolk have plenty to say on your behalf.
KENZIE: What are they saying?
JOEL: You don’t want to know.
KENZIE: I’m so sorry.
JOEL: I’ve survived worse.
KENZIE: I feel morally obligated to save your reputation.
JOEL: My reputation’s already taken a nosedive, so go ahead and dump me.
KENZIE: I can’t. They’ll never forgive you.
JOEL: I’m not worried. This will all blow over.
KENZIE: We need a public redemption arc.
JOEL: No.
KENZIE: My phone’s dying...
JOEL: You’re a bad liar, even over text.
KENZIE: I have to go.
JOEL: Kenzie, don’t do anything stupid!