Roman: She did ask for space, that’s correct. She needed a few days to think.

Mateo: It’s been more than a few days.

Mateo: And I just want to point out that someone let her walk out the door when we both knew she wouldn’t be coming back. Dumbass.

Roman: Wow.

Mateo: I love you, but you’re a dumbass.

Roman: Did she just ask for her sewing stuff or everything?

Jace: Jesus. It’s like living with Lucy and Ethel.

Jace: Only the sewing stuff, so I’m going to assume that’s good news.

Mateo: Well, that’s all she’s getting.

Mateo: But we should toss in some of our stuff so she’ll think about us. Do you think I can make her a mold of my dick?

Jace: Roman, can you do something with him?

Mateo: I can make a fake Mateo dick for all of you.

Mateo: Do you think I can get them all pierced?

Jace: I shouldn’t have to say this, but I do not want a replica of your cock. Pierced or not, I’m not interested.

Roman: I think we’re wandering too far off course.

Mateo: Don’t worry, my little goaltender, you’ll def get one.

Roman: When does she want to do this?

Jace: Looks like tomorrow. Harrison is taking Charlotte out for the day.

Mateo: Wait.

Mateo: Hold on.

Mateo: We don’t even get to see her?

Jace: Doesn’t seem like it. I mean, I’m obviously not a fan either, but if this is what Charlotte wants, then this is what we should do.

Roman: Agree. She needs to talk to Harrison. The two of them fixing their relationship is essential to us fixing things with her.

Jace: And hopefully Harrison comes around too.

Mateo: I can tell you he’s not getting a replica of my dick.

Jace: He would beat you to death with it.

Mateo: That seems harsh.

Mateo: You know, tomorrow we’re going to know where she’s staying.

Roman: I don’t think I should have to tell you that stalking is illegal.

Mateo: More like frowned upon.