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I remember him.I’ll get the names to you ASAP. Thanks Cole. I owe you!
Me:
Family perks. Just make sure everyone spends plenty of money hahaha
Elliot:
Poor students, remember? *laughing emoji*
Me:
OK you can owe me
Elliot sent back a GIF of a man shaking his head in disappointment, and I smiled as I returned to typing my email. My phone lit up again, and I glanced down at the screen, expecting it to be my cousin, but it wasn’t.
Hux:
How’s your day going? This is mine
Huxley had attached a picture of a huge stack of books on a table, with a takeaway coffee cup next to them. In the corner of the picture, I could see part of his laptop and rows of shelves behind it. I was guessing he was in the uni library.
Me:
Mine
Fuck, I missed him. Seeing his name appear on my phone made my heart beat faster, and I wanted to prolong this moment between us for as long as possible. I was Huxley-starved, if that was a thing.
Arranging the windows on my computer screen to show both my email client and my music player, I snapped a picture and sent it to him. Grinning to myself, I waited for his inevitable reply. I’d set my Spotify to play its auto-generated playlist of my most-listened-to songs, and I knew he’d have something to say about the tracks listed on it.
Sure enough…
Hux:
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ABOMINATION? You have Oasis next to Cher, and the Stereophonics next to Kylie?!!!
Me:
Look at it this way. Before you I wouldn’t have had either of those bands on there at all. I think the only band we both liked was The Hunna. This is all thanks to your influence
Hux:
I need to influence you more
Me:
Or maybe you should let me influence you. What about this?
I sent him a YouTube link to a rock cover of Britney Spears’ “Toxic.” Five minutes later, my phone rang.
“What the fuck was that, Cole?”
Fuck, I loved the sound of his voice. “There’s plenty more where that came from. Maybe you could incorporate some covers into your set list. Or do a one-off gig—‘the 2Bit Princes cover the queens of pop.’”
“I hate you.”
“You don’t.”
“No, I don’t.” He sighed. “It might be easier if I did, though.”
