ANDREW
ACE:
Are you free to Skype? Vivian wants to talk to you.
WED, 6:30 PM
I smiled at the text, taking a sip of juice from the cup I was holding. Ace and I had been talking a lot. We've spoken through Skype a few times and some occasions he's with his three-year-old niece and six-year-old nephew.
They were sweet kids. Vivian, his niece seemed to like animals a lot and kept asking to see Roxanne or Hector when she heard them in the background. Charles, Ace's nephew enjoyed drawing and was always prepared to show me some neatly colored drawing of a superhero or object whenever I saw me talking with Ace.
I bit my lip, taking in his request. I wasn't sure I could do that now, my ankle was hurting and I needed to rest.
ME:
Not now.
Typing...
I need some rest, my ankle's busted.
WE
