Sofia: Honey, we’re out of almond milk
Luke: Sof I hope you’re talking to me??
Sofia: sorry, husband. Wrong thread. Mike, bring her to game night. And Luke? Still out of almond milk
Luke: look behind all your jars of facial cream experiments, amore
Vicky: not sure what the wink was for. Is almond milk code for something else? I’m the youngest and I don’t get it…
Sofia: can’t a girl just want almond milk
Niko: I have no idea what is happening right now. Please explain. Slowly.
Vicky: focus, ppl! so who’s the girl? Don’t keep us in suspense or is Luke right? Making up GFs now?
Niko: he might need a moment.
Thanks, friend. Jokes. Dude’s got jokes while I’m sweating through my shirt.
Niko: And just a reminder since I’m the only one with an Android, these group chats are brutal. Just saying.
Me: you’re going to laugh. It really is pretty funny. But yes, I panicked. She’s not what you’re expecting.
Miles: Just catching up. Geez, Mike. Are you trying to tell us she has a nice personality?
Vicky: Rude, husband. Rude.
Me: She does but she’s also beautiful.
Sofia: ???????
Leyla: Meeting, remember. Come on, you’re killing me. Is she real or not
Me: I told her that Ren was my girlfriend
I hunched over like I was in the room with them, waiting for the smacks to the back of my head.
Vicky: Um, sorry what??????
Luke: who’s Ren?
Leyla: Vicky’s friend who’s here from Italy. Didn’t you see the text yesterday?
Luke: You mean the one when you girls sent non-stop reels to each other about that stupid Turkish show you watch? I muted the chat
Miles: I agree. You girls need your own chat when you’re talking about that long-haired Turkish guy. I don’t need to see all that. Does he ever wear a shirt?
Leyla: First of all. Turkish men are hot. Just like mine, right Niko?
Niko: Don’t drag me into this. But, thanks, hyatim :)
Leyla:
Vicky: Can we get bk to whatever Mike just said plz. Did you say Ren? MY Ren? Did autocorrect mess you up again
Me: Yes. I mean no to autocorrect. Yes to your Ren
Miles: Dude, you’re on your own. I’m out
