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.