Conner texts Maeve

[Conner Wells]

Hey! Now that we're both out of the woods, I've got some books to return. Want to meet up somewhere with a roof and four walls and air conditioning?

[Maeve]

Sounds like a date. :P Your place or mine?

[Conner Wells]

Let's say your place. As the entry fee, you pick the junkiest of junk foods you want to bloodily vomit out by the end of the night and I'll bring it in. Along with your graciously loaned books

[Maeve]

Choco-tacos and an extra-large, stuffed-crust margarita pizza. Must have that special garlic sauce and two jalapenos for us to gag on. Text me when you get here.

[Conner Wells]

Oooookay. Sounds like a plan. Can't wait!