Daisy
Okay. I can handle that.
Kye
You sure?
I rolled my eyes. Did he really think I was that desperate and horny that I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of him?
My lips pursed together as I typed out my lie. Part of me was a little concerned that was exactly what would happen.
Daisy
I’m very sure.
Kye
Alright, prom queen.
Daisy
Don’t call me that.
Kye
It’s what you were?
Daisy
But I’m not anymore.
Kye
You sure? You still walk around like you’re better than everyone else.
Daisy
I do not do that at all!
And you are the one walking around trying to fight everyone
Kye
It’s fun.
I rolled my eyes and laid back, pulling the covers over me.
Daisy
What are you doing?
Kye
Getting a tattoo
Daisy
Oh.
Was I interrupting?
The image of him laid back in a tattoo shop, getting a tattoo with a pretty tattooed girl next to him flashed in my mind, but I tried to shake it away.
Kye
Not much I can do besides look at my phone while they work.
Daisy
I guess that’s true. What are you getting?
A few minutes went by before a picture came through. It was a cartoon scythe, the words good luck flowing around the blade.
Daisy
That is morbid.
Kye
