BRISTOL:I think you should be lucky that I didn’t leave it somewhere visible.
LILA:…
LILA:How did you manage to leave a hickey on myribs?
BRISTOL:Would you have rather had me leave it on your tits? ‘Cause I’m more than willing to do that next time.
LILA:Now you’re just teasing me.
BRISTOL:What can I say? My girl’s delicious.
BRISTOL:Also, remind me to tieyourhands back the nexttime we have sex.
December 8th,Sunday, 12:01 p.m.
LILA:Briiistoool. *crying face emoji*
BRISTOL:What happened? Are you okay? Do I need to come over there?
LILA:You don’t want to see the carnage.
BRISTOL:Lila, cut the shit. Are you in danger?
LILA:No, but my modeling career might as well be!
BRISTOL:Why would you say that?
LILA:Because Satan’s sacrificial waterfall came today, and I just ate an entire chocolate cake on the floor of my kitchen!
BRISTOL:What?
LILA:It’s Shark Week, Bristol. And it’s been kicking my ass.
BRISTOL:Aw, angel. You can eat whatever the hell you want if you’re feeling that crummy.
LILA:Just leave me here to die.
BRISTOL:Sorry, but you’re stuck with me. I’m coming over, and I’m bringing some reinforcements.
LILA:I don’t want you to see me like this.
BRISTOL:Well,Ido. I want to see you. Period. And that’s not going to change based on your appearance.
LILA:Even if my sweatpants don’t fit?
BRISTOL:You can borrow mine. Always did look better on you anyways.
LILA:I’m not going to be any fun.
BRISTOL:I don’t care. I want to hold you. I want to feed you ice cream. I want to watch your trashy reality television. I just want to bearoundyou.
LILA:i csn’t brlisve you’a
BRISTOL:Huh?
LILA:Sorry. There are tears on my screen.
BRISTOL:I’m coming, Lila. And I’m bringing an overnight bag.