Texts From the Gang - Sunday, February 27th
Tally and Kai—Sunday, February 27th—2:32pm Tally: f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k. Kai: Oh, thank God. He told you. Kai: Took his sweet ass time about it, didn’t he? Kai: You’re mad, aren’t you? Tally: Mad? Tally: At who? At you? At Gray? At f*****g Ezra? Kai: Well, I was referring to myself. I suppose you’re probably mad at Gray, too, and obviously you’re mad at Ezra. Kai: Is she okay? Mem? Tally: I don’t know. Tally: She started by reading the letter out loud, but stopped on that one, pretty f*****g pivotal sentence early on—the one that included the words he’s the motherfucker who r***d you. Kai: Well, that makes sense. Did she let you read the rest? Tally: Afterwards, yeah. When she was finished. I read it, and then Bridge. She stayed dead silent that whole time, a
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