[txt] well he's drunk. And their grandma- who sounds like a total badass- apparently wants to hire a contract killer.
[txt] but he's fine. Did you really ask for a divorce on Christmas?
[txt] mom ordered in said she didn't have the energy to cook.Gabby said she's been ill. So I have that cold flu to look forward to.
[TXT] No. Not... not exactly [TXT] His grandmother already hated me. Calls me the Hollywood Hussy. The rest of the Cabots liked me though. Did. Past tense, I gather
She takes a deep breath and curls closer in the blanket, dog-earring the current page of her script and placing it on the table. She hates this. Not being able to talk to him. To make sure he's okay. To be there for him like he has for her. To talk about things. And now she's spilling her guts to her sister. Of all people.
[TXT] Tell Ed there's a shake. Kale, Green Tea, Coffee Grinds, Banana, Coconut Water, Blueberry Greek Yogurt, and Almond Milk. Will hates it, but it's a single shot to sobriety [TXT] He'll tolerate it better with some cinnamon and honey [TXT] I hope your mother feels better
[txt] that sounds so gross no wonder he hates it.
[txt] you know if its not that serious you could just talk to him. i mean
you are rich and stuff, isn't that one of the perks?
[txt] but i'll let ed know.
[txt] yeah? thanks, it's just a cold nothing to worry about.
[TXT] It's not supposed to taste good. But it does a hell of a job banishing toxic booze from ones body. Speaking from experience. [TXT] I can't just talk to him. I'm in California and his phone isn't taking my calls. And it's complicated. [TXT] Thanks for this. When I'm back in town, dinner's on me, okay? Promise I won't cook it.
Yes, she is inviting her sister out to dinner. It's probably the least she can do.
[txt] try his home number? or email? or his family?
[txt] i'll bing the cell towers and see where he is, see if he's got a
block on the phone. you know i can unblock it, right?
[txt] tbh i wouldn't eat your cooking. no offence. i'll take waffles though.
[TXT] Right. I'm going to call the Cabots who are debating a contract killer to avenge Will's heart. He doesn't have a landline on his yacht. [TXT] ...You can? Are you like, a hacker? [TXT] No. If he wants to block me its his right. Could you give me Ed's number? [TXT] Waffles. Made by anyone but me. Got it.
[txt] i deny all knowledge of such terms. it'll take me like five minutes. [txt] .... [txt] his phone last pinged... near the pub? but the back. in the alleys maybe. i think he probably just ditched his phone or it broke or something. it hasn't moved. [txt] sure, i'll send it you.
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[txt] well he's drunk. And their grandma- who sounds like a total badass- apparently wants to hire a contract killer. [txt] but he's fine. Did you really ask for a divorce on Christmas? [txt] mom ordered in said she didn't have the energy to cook.Gabby said she's been ill. So I have that cold flu to look forward to.
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[TXT] His grandmother already hated me. Calls me the Hollywood Hussy. The rest of the Cabots liked me though. Did. Past tense, I gather
She takes a deep breath and curls closer in the blanket, dog-earring the current page of her script and placing it on the table. She hates this. Not being able to talk to him. To make sure he's okay. To be there for him like he has for her. To talk about things. And now she's spilling her guts to her sister. Of all people.
[TXT] Tell Ed there's a shake. Kale, Green Tea, Coffee Grinds, Banana, Coconut Water, Blueberry Greek Yogurt, and Almond Milk. Will hates it, but it's a single shot to sobriety
[TXT] He'll tolerate it better with some cinnamon and honey
[TXT] I hope your mother feels better
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[txt] that sounds so gross no wonder he hates it. [txt] you know if its not that serious you could just talk to him. i mean you are rich and stuff, isn't that one of the perks? [txt] but i'll let ed know. [txt] yeah? thanks, it's just a cold nothing to worry about.
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[TXT] I can't just talk to him. I'm in California and his phone isn't taking my calls. And it's complicated.
[TXT] Thanks for this. When I'm back in town, dinner's on me, okay? Promise I won't cook it.
Yes, she is inviting her sister out to dinner. It's probably the least she can do.
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[txt] try his home number? or email? or his family? [txt] i'll bing the cell towers and see where he is, see if he's got a block on the phone. you know i can unblock it, right? [txt] tbh i wouldn't eat your cooking. no offence. i'll take waffles though.
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[TXT] ...You can? Are you like, a hacker?
[TXT] No. If he wants to block me its his right. Could you give me Ed's number?
[TXT] Waffles. Made by anyone but me. Got it.
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[txt] ....
[txt] his phone last pinged... near the pub? but the back. in the alleys maybe. i think he probably just ditched his phone or it broke or something. it hasn't moved.
[txt] sure, i'll send it you.