I exchange a look with Zach.
“Your kid,” he mumbles, picking up his own controller and getting back into the game.
I shake my head and check the message waiting on my phone.
Monty: I think that’s something we could do.
Me: You think? Or you’re sure?
Monty: Are you asking if I’m sure I’ll still want to bang you once I get to know you? No. That I have no darned clue about.
Monty: But if you’re asking if I’m sure I want to get to know you, then yes.
Monty: You seem interesting enough and I don’t have any friends here, so why not?
Me: “Interesting enough”. My ego thanks you.
Monty: I’m certain it could use the blow.
Me: I know of something else that could use a blow…
Monty: YOU ARE SO PERVERTED!
Me: Guilty as charged.
Me: But you like it.
Monty: You think you’re so smooth.
Me: I have something that’s smooth.
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