Lincoln
Carson, where are you? Nova is going to kill me if you don’t get here soon.
Nash
Seriously, she’s getting antsy.
Rowan
Guys, chill out. I told you he’s probably back at the grocery store trying to find something to bring.
Nash
Please do not bring instant mashed potatoes
I hate mashed potatoes.
Lincoln
They are kind of gross, aren’t they?
Nash
The consistency can be so weird. If they’re lumpy, it just doesn’t feel right.
Lincoln
But if they’re whipped, it’s also strange.
Rowan
I think he said he was going to bring pasta salad.
Nash
Premade, right?
Lincoln
God, I hope so. Ford can’t cook for shit.
I read over their messages, half stifling a laugh as I decide to respond back to them.
Carson
I’m not going to make it tonight.
Rowan
We talked about this, bud. If I came, so did you.
Lincoln
Well, Nova’s going to kill me.
Nash
I still don’t understand why she would kill you if it’s not your fault he doesn’t show up.