Also, go get your own milk! You live here too!
Ethan
Was there really a need to bring this to the group chat? You do know singular messages are a thing?
Me
Singular like your face *middle finger emoji*
Rafe
That was a pretty shit insult…also WHAT FUCKING ENVELOPE
Cas
I have no idea how you found it or found out, but Emmy is going to kill me. I had one job!
Me
Relax, I haven’t read what’s in the envelope. It’s still sealed and in my drawer.
Cas
Oh, thank god! Okay, great talk!
Cas
Wait. Why is it in YOUR drawer?
What? Now I’m confused…
Me
Because Hayleigh gave it to me?
Cas
We haven’t even told Hayleigh yet, so how did she do that?
Oh shit, is he not talking about the same envelope?
Me
Never mind. Wrong thing.
Arch
What in the world is going on?
I’m coming upstairs to find out.
I click out of the chat as Archie bounds up the stairs. He barges into the room, the door flinging open as I point at him.
“You’re the reason why I’ve had to install those little bending spring things on the backs of the doors. Can you not open a door in a normal way?”
He shrugs and dives onto my bed. “Meh, I could, but that’s not nearly as dramatic enough for me. So, what envelope are you talking about?” He pulls a packet of Maltesers from his pocket, opens them up and shovels them in.
I have a choice: do I tell him everything, as I always have, or do I set this aside? I want to keep Hayleigh’s confidence, and I guess I still am.
