I had honestly forgotten about the cameras in there. No matter, I’ll just delete them after I find them.

Right after I get myself a copy.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Olivia

Ciara: Y’all please tell this man that my doctor said I could still fly so I can go to Deep Creek?

Ciara has been complaining that she wants to go to Deep Creek, Maryland, to be surrounded by snow because she’s tired of being hot while extremely pregnant. I’m guessing Lincoln isn’t going for it since she’s now created a group chat with everyone, even her friends from back in Baltimore.

Lincoln: This felt necessary? Who tf wants to be in a group chat with thirteen people?

Ciara: It felt very necessary because you’re trying to stop me from living my best life

Lincoln: You’re eight months pregnant!

Sasha: I mean she said her doctor said she could still travel

Lincoln: No one asked you sis

Sasha: Pretty sure that was the point of this whole group chat

Isaiah: Ugh no one wants to be present for y’all’s weird foreplay a.k.a. fighting

Isaiah: *inserts gif of Schmidt from New Girl gagging*

Nina: Your form of foreplay ain’t much better

Isaiah: *inserts gif of Deadpool gasping*

Isaiah: There’s too many kids for foreplay

Shane: There’s always time for foreplay

Dom: I don’t wanna be here

Unknown number: Lincoln bring my woman back to me! Stop holding her hostage—Simone

Ciara: Tell him sis!

Lincoln: Jesus

Kai hands me my morning tea in bed. “It just feels so early for all this mess.”

“I mean she really wants her Deep Creek trip.”

“And I don’t know why Linc is acting like he won’t move mountains to make it happen for her.” My mind drifts to a possible solution for them. I exit out of the group chat conversation and call Tyson. He was nice enough to loan me his plane once; he just might do it again.

Once I’ve squared the details away with him, I go back to the group chat where I see the messages have fallen into complete chaos. Poor Brittany, who I haven’t met in person but seems very sweet, tried to referee for a moment but gave up quickly. I look over at Kai who’s sitting watching the messages come up with a smile on his face but isn’t responding.

Me: What if she could fly private? Would that make a difference?

Nina: Bitchhhh, you got private plane money?

Me: No but I know someone who does

Simone: Is this the Liv I keep hearing about?

Ciara: Yep that’s her

Simone: Livvvv, nice to meet you boo. Question, this person with the private plane. Man or woman?

Me: Lol you too. Man

Simone: Single?

Me: Definitely

Simone: Saving your number, we’ll talk

Simone: *inserts gif of Mr. Krabs with dollar signs in his eyes*