My Dark Desire: Chapter 61

Ari:

Earth to Fae—please, send a sign of life.

Dallas:

Low-key tempted to hurl ass over there and see if she’s okay.

Dallas:

I haven’t heard from her in a while.

Ari:

Define a while.

Dallas:

Three hours.

Ari:

Hmm.

Ari:

I’ve had arguments about the best Milkis flavor that have lasted longer than that.

Dallas:

We’re kind of co-dependent right now.

Dallas:

She even helped me shave my legs the other day.

Farrow:

I’m alive.

Farrow:

(Unfortunately.)

Dallas:

How do we know it’s really you and not someone else pretending you’re alive so they can sell off your internal organs on the black market?

Ari:

DALLAS WHATEVER-YOUR-MIDDLE-NAME-IS COSTA.

Ari:

Step away from the true-crime category on Netflix.

Dallas:

I’m just being a worried citizen.

Dallas:

Ari, ask her something only Farrow would know.

Ari:

Who did I kiss in the tenth grade that I swore you to secrecy about because he had a mullet and snacked on raw onion in public?

Farrow:

Lee Ji-sub.

Ari:

WHY DID YOU TELL?

Farrow:

YOU LITERALLY ASKED.

Ari:

You’re fired as my BFF.

Ari:

Just kidding.

Ari:

I could never replace you…

Ari:

And not for my lack of trying.

Farrow:

Lol.

Dallas:

Okay, this lol was weak AF.

Dallas:

Are you okay?

Farrow:

Andras just dumped my ass because I wouldn’t give up on my lawsuit with Vera.

Dallas:

Dafuq does he have to do with it?

Ari:

I second Dallas’ question.

Farrow:

I don’t know, but I’m officially without a coach and without an Olympic medal.

Farrow:

After the media scandal Vera has treated me to, I’m toast.

Farrow:

I can’t believe it’s over.

Dallas:

Shit, Fae. I’m sorry.

Dallas:

Hold on. I’m coming with margaritas and all the snacks.

Ari:

FaceTime me when you get to her.

Farrow:

I’ll be fine. It was only a dream.

Dallas:

You can’t get what you want without dreaming it first. Otherwise, how would you even know you want it?