What did Lissa do? Hmm...evil laugh!
Gaston was still completely out when Lissa headed to work at the library. She was on pins and needles all day, wondering if Gaston would text her, thinking she was one of his side girls.
Finally, at 3:37, it happened.
Gaston: Heeeyyy, Lauren.
Lauren? Lissa's brows creased. That's a new one. "Well, okay. Let's do this."
Lissa: Who is this?
Gaston: Don't be that way, baby. Not today. I'm so out of it today. Rough night. Could you come over?
Lissa: Can't, dude. Hubby's taking me out.
Gaston: Later? Make an excuse not to go.
Lissa: I don't play that game, you creep.
Gaston: Come on, honey. You know I can give you what he can, with ten plus.
"UGH!" Lissa gagged. "I think I need to throw up!"
Lissa: But, I'm married!
Gaston: Love, we've talked about this. You get lonely at night. And who could blame you? Every hour away from me must feel like an eternity!
Lissa: Babe? I...I have to tell you something.
Gaston: Just breathe, darlin. It won't be too long.
Lissa: I'm...pregnant.
Gaston: ...
Lissa: Honey?
Gaston: Uhh, I just remembered I gotta stay extra late for another photoshoot. Uh...good luck!
"Well, dang! Drops her like the gum chewer that he is. Takes them when they're new and have flavor, then when he's tired of them, he spits them out. How did I end up with her text anyway?"
"UGH! I am SO blocking you!" Lissa dropped down in one of the swivel chairs in the conference room. "That is so gross! Why did I have to have an eel for a brother?"
3:42
Lissa was sorting books in the Juvenile Fiction section when her phone dinged. It was him. "What now?" She groaned, and tapped her Messages icon button on her screen.
Gaston: Hey there, Jen Jen! Lissa grimaced and typed back quickly.
Lissa: What do you want?
Gaston: Babe, big boy is lonesome
Lissa: Go feed the geese at the duck pond. You won't be lonely long.
Gaston: Babes! Your favorite boy needs a pick-me-up.
Lissa: Will you like fries or onion rings with that?
Gaston: You say the cutest things...baby boo
"Now I am going to throw up." Lissa groaned.
Lissa: Only the best for you.
Gaston: Kiss emojis
Lissa: Wanna hear something really cute?
Gaston: That can't be possible for you to be any cuter. But Yyyeeaaahhhh
Lissa: GET LOST!
And then Lissa silenced her phone.
5:13
"I thought this would be fun, but it's more exhausting than I expected." Lissa lazily rested her chin on her arms at the dinner table. She'd had seventeen messages in her text box on her phone, all from Gaston. After five attempts, he'd given up on Jen Jen and moved onto Cynthia, and when she didn't respond, he'd tried Sarah, Melissa, Cece, Delores, Dana, Shelby...the list went on and on!
"I thought I was doing those girls and their boyfriends a favor, breaking them off with Gaston by changing all of the girls' phone numbers to mine so that that crazy string of messages goes through me." Lissa sighed to herself. "I'm starting to regret it."
Through the evening, Lissa ignored Gaston's messages by not responding. Every five texts, if she didn't answer, a different girl's name came up. She did read them though. They were luvvy-duvvy, vulgar, conceited, and graphic, to say the least!
Finally, Lissa had had enough! She waited for his newest girl to pop up. Sure enough, there she was. A Jasmine this time. She quickly texted,
"WRONG NUMBER",
hoping that would put an end to it. But of course, Gaston had to keep being pushy. He texted a full length picture of himself flexing, showing off his magnificent, sweaty, abs and biceps, and triceps, and his oh-so-dazzling white teeth. Lissa sank down onto the couch, glaring.
"My brain hurts." She muttered.
