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It’s a gala. I’ll give you my credit card to shop with.

I’ve got plenty of dresses. Do you need to wear a tux?

Yep. Unfortunately, the penguin suit is necessary.

Now that’s something I can’t wait to see.

If you change your mind about getting a new dress, let me know.

I won’t. I already have one in mind.

Already?

Yep. That’s how fast a woman’s mind works. Be scared.

I laugh as I type out my reply.

Oh, I am. So I’ll swing by around seven and pick you up.

Sounds good.

See you then.

You bet. Goodnight.

Goodnight.

I’m about to set my phone down when I get a notification from the chat I’m in with Rogan, Thor, and Griffin.

Thor: Fuck you, Griffin.

Griffin: What did I do?

Rogan: Did you forget about jinxing us before the game?

Griffin: That’s not why we lost.

Thor: The fuck it wasn’t.

Rogan: Let’s focus on the next game and not worry about this one.

Me: I agree with Rogan. We can’t undo the loss.

Thor: Maybe not, but I can kick Griffin’s ass.

Griffin: You can try.

Rogan: Guys, that’s enough. I’m sure Griffin won’t make the same mistake twice.

Thor: Don’t be so sure. He did Annie Johnson twice.

Griffin: Your jealousy is showing.

Thor: In your dreams.

Rogan has left the chat.

Griffin: Look what you did.

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