Page 50 of The Liar in Room 5

I’d love the truth.

Uh, it’s not my favorite.

What is your favorite?

Sleeping until noon.

No worries, I’ll message you later.

TTYL

It’s 12:01.

Good morning, Daddy.

Weeeeeeeeell, technically it’s afternoon.

Close enough.

How’s the work going?

The work is tedious, and I hate my job.

Do you really though?

No, but I do hate this goddamn, blood-sucking studio lawyer.

You gonna beat him?

Until he begs for mercy.

That’s the spirit.

He wants to work through dinner tonight, but I told him I have better plans. It’s bad enough I’m working on a Saturday.

So what are you doing tonight?

I don’t have any plans.

Wanna make some with me?

I think I would.

Think or know?

Know, Daddy.

That’s my boy.

Real facts—I want to see you. I want to make plans. But I’m absolutely exhausted, and after dinner I have to go back and keep fighting with that fucker.

I can meet you somewhere.

Pizza okay?

Yes, I love it.

Do you really, or are you agreeing with me?