Dorian
Wolf:Â Where are you guys?
Me:Â On the way to your house.
Wolf:Â Wells and Thatcher with you?
Me:Â Thatcher is.
Thatcher:Â Yeah, and why the fuck arenât you picking up your phone, Wolf?
Wells:Â Iâm on my way too. Was eating dinner with the parents. Wolf, whatâs going on? Weâre worried.
Me:Â Hence why weâre coming over. Weâre not stupid. We know you shut your shit off, and we canât track you?? Weâre on the way to your house, and your ass better be there when we get there.
Wolf:Â Iâm not there.
Wells:Â ???
Thatcher:Â Where the fuck are you?!
Me: Wolfâ¦
Wolf:Â I snuck out, and chill the fuck out thatâs why Iâm texting. Can you all make your way over to Windsor House?
Me:Â We can. Why?
Wells:Â ???
Thatcher:Â Dude, whatâs going on?
Wolf:Â Just meet me there.
Wolf:Â Iâm on my way.
Wolf:Â I found her.
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