Page 42 of Forever Flustered

Reaper: I was sleeping – but now I’m curious where this is going…

Bode: Another one bites the dust…

Hot Cakes: That’s all Sidewinder is saying? Sheesh – disappointment!

Bode: You want me to be filthy about it? I can go there real quick and you know it…

Reaper: I suppose they could be sleeping together?

Glory: You wanna see his ‘O’ face too? I knew you had it in you, Reaper! Someone who’s comfortable in his manhood shouldn’t be threatened by another man – VALKYRIE, I’m lookin at you!

Valkyrie: NO – and I’m putting my phone on ignore.

Reaper: Heck no – what’s wrong with you, Glory – and I’m not threatened.

Glory: Drugs

Reaper: Why am I not surprised…

Houdini: Is anyone else alarmed that the our mechanic admitted that?

Armadillo: I’m freaked out – and scheduled at 7:30. Can I go back to bed now?

Hot Cakes: Romeo, you owe me twenty bucks!

Armadillo: Hey – he bet me fifty!

Alpo: Y’all are betting?

(Romeo left the chat)

Glory: I took a Benadryl, you big baby-bullies!

Alpo: That’s my wife – watch it… and yes, she has allergies

Bode: I’m just so happy that my brother has found someone here – bonfire! Tomorrow night! I’m bringing ribs – and beer. No one is drinking that watered-down swill that Alpo drinks…

Alpo: HEY! – and don’t forget my hot dogs, too

Inferno: INFERNO HAS ENTERED THE CHAT BECAUSE SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT THEIR HOT DOGS

Twenty-two people left the group chat

Inferno: Guys?

Inferno: Um, guys? I’m still here…

Inferno: Archangel, don’t let them bother you – good for you! See you both tomorrow, and just be happy. I am… and it took Elana to show me how. Congrats, my brother-from-another-mother! See ya!

Inferno has left the group chat.

Thumper: Hey you two! It’s Harley here – just be happy and live your lives for each moment. Life is much too short to be anything but that, you know? Now, I’m going back to bed because I need to do payroll in the morning. See you tomorrow night – about six, okay? K – Bye!

“I ruined your pristine reputation,” Maureen began, looking up from his phone and meeting his cool gray eyes with dead seriousness as she lobbed another mental grenade right at him with zero hesitation – because it was fun, she thought silently as she spoke. “If I’ve tarnished your reputation, then you have no choice but to marry me.”

Maybe my timing was a little off, she thought as he sprayed coffee from his mouth everywhere – the coffee table, the carpet, heck – there were even a few droplets on the television located on the other side of the room. She was pretty impressed with the distance, the arc, and frankly, the ferocity of that spit-take - and told him so.

“Nine-point-nine,” she volunteered, applauding. “I deducted a point for clean-up.”