Jen:That bitch!
Aoife:What?! Who?
Jen:Savannah. Can you believe it? She’s getting married before me.
Aoife:Lol. Is that all?
Jen:IS THAT ALL? She did it on purpose.
Aoife:Yes, Jen. I’m sure your best friend decided to get married first just to spite you.
Aoife:I swear you’ve turned more melodramatic since you got pregnant.
Jen:Charming!
Aoife:What conspiracy have you cooked up?
Jen:I bet she wants me to be her bridesmaid. She’ll pick one of those skank sisters of hers as maid of honor.
Aoife:So?
Jen:So?! I should be her MATRON of honor. But she’s getting married first.
Aoife:Take that up with the bride, lol.
Jen:Like you’ll escape that fate. She’ll ask you to be a part of the bridal party too.
Aoife:I asked her not to.
Jen:She won’t listen.
Aoife:She will. Finn talked with Aidan about it.
Jen:Do you think Jerkface Junior will listen to Luc?
Aoife:I doubt it. Lol.
Jen:Damn. Fucking Irish. Always sticking together.
Aoife:Like you can argue with that! You’re Irish too!
Jen:Pfft.
Jen:By the way, you’re not getting out of it with me. I hope you know that.
Aoife:I know, lol.
Jen:Matron of honor. That’s on you where I’m concerned.
Aoife:Well, I won’t mind then.
Jen:You’d better not. I’ll get Luc to make sure that cunt isn’t invited. I never did like Lena.
Aoife:Thanks, babe. <3
Jen:I’m still mad that it took you so long to tell me what she did.
Aoife:I’m sorry for turning into a turtle.
Jen:Gah, just remember I’m always there for you next time, yeah?
Aoife:I won’t forget. :* Anyway, I don’t want to cause any problems between the Irish and the Italians.
Jen:Like Luc would allow that.
Aoife:He isn’t God, Jen.
Jen:He is in bed.
Aoife:*snorts*