Luci: i’m hungry
Me: you should eat some ravioli
Me: because it sounds awesome and i want some but peter ate it all.
Luci: fuck you.
Luci: i had that for dinner.
Me: shut the fuck up
Luci: you shut the fuck up.
I don’t know how often things like this happen between us… always have, probably always will.
Like when we hadn’t talked for a few days and text messaged each other within minutes of each other, without getting the others’ text first, about the same topic.
Ugh. And now I want some Olive Garden. Damn you, Moses Lake, for not having one!