Oliver
hey, you busy?
I guess you are
not an emergency, but I am kind of out of food and need to go grocery shopping, but I’ll probably use Instacart or something
unless you become available in the next hour and also need to go grocery shopping…?
no pressure though, I’m cool, I’ll figure it out
does Max have a car?
Jude
oh my god Oliver lol
you’re such a mess
Oliver
nuh uh
Jude
I was busy, but Nikki is about to leave for work now, and I could use some groceries myself
Oliver
ohhhh ho ho ho you were BusyTM
busy busy bee
first of all, I’m so sorry if I interrupted, and second of all, I’m sorry for the previous two texts
third of all, it’s really no big deal if you have other stuff going on!
Jude
dude chill lol
I’ll be down to get you in about twenty minutes, is that cool?
Oliver
you’re literally the best, Jude my dude
Jude
so I’ve been told
“Here we are!” My voice echoes in the parking garage. I press the unlock button on my key fob, illuminating my gray Nissan’s headlights.
“Ooh, very nice,” Oliver says, surveying the car and approaching the passenger side door. “Does your car have a name?”
I climb into the driver's seat and pause, not sure if I heard Oliver correctly. “What?”
Oliver settles in, adjusts the seat back for his gangly legs, then gives me a grin. “Does your car have a name? Theo named his car Eileen after that ’80s song, ‘Come on Eileen,’ because it’s red, I guess.”
