Steph: Did you see Firewalk's coming in June?

Chloe: WAT

Steph: lol, surprise

Chloe: Are you serious?

Steph: Check their website.

Chloe: Oh, I am so going

Chloe: Max needs to see them too

Steph: I already got tickets

Chloe: Sweet

Chloe: Wait, tickets? Plural?

Steph: ...

Chloe: Smooth

Steph: She said she liked their music!

Chloe: Uh huh

Chloe: I'mma give you so much shit at the show

Steph: Chloe

Chloe: It's almost two months away

Chloe: You could be dating by then

Steph: You are insane

Chloe: Thank you


Victoria: Can you please tell your girlfriend to cool it?

Chloe: What's she doing now?

Victoria: What do you think? Panicking

Chloe: You need to be more specific

Chloe: She's been extra panicky lately

Victoria: The exhibition, duh

Victoria: She keeps trying to back out of it

Chloe: The hell she will

Chloe: I'll talk to her


Chloe: Max

Chloe: Max

Chloe: Max

Max: You know I'm in class, right?

Chloe: The only thing more beautiful than your photos is you

Max: Of course Vic talked to you

Chloe: I'm serious hippie

Chloe: Stop trying to deny it

Chloe: The exhibition is gonna be great

Chloe: No Max-sass, okay?

Chloe: ...Max?

Max: I'm still in class!

Max: ttyl ily

Chloe: Fine, you escape this time.

Chloe: Love you too nerd


Chloe: How's Arizona?

David: Hot and dry

Chloe: Wow, sass much?

David: Ha.

David: It's been nice. Actually met a guy from Arcadia

Chloe: No shit?

David: Yeah. Lives in a little hippie community down here

Chloe: Small world, huh

David: Sure seems like it.


Chloe: How's that D&D adventure going?

Steph: I'm useless.

Steph: It'll never happen.

Chloe: Writer's block?

Steph: Big time

Chloe: You do know we're not gonna care if it's not perfect.

Steph: I hold myself to higher standards than that

Chloe: You're just worried about making a fool out of yourself

Chloe: In front of Paige

Steph: I mean

Steph: You're not wrong

Chloe: I love being right all the time

Steph: I'm sure you don't say that around Max

Chloe: I said I was right, not stupid


Chloe: Hey Mrs. C, what do you guys use to get stains out?

Vanessa: We have some Shout in the laundry room, that should do the trick.

Chloe: Sweet, thanks

Vanessa: Is this about the hoodie?

Chloe: ...not a word to Max.

Vanessa: What did you even spill on it?

Chloe: Would you believe me if I said it was juice?

Vanessa: Knowing you?

Vanessa: And the fact that I'm mysteriously missing a bottle of wine?

Vanessa: No.

Chloe: Damn it. Sorry

Vanessa: Nice try though.

Chloe: How much trouble am I in?

Vanessa: You're an adult, Chloe. I'm not going to ground you.

Vanessa: Just don't do it again.

Chloe: Got it.

Vanessa: And buy me a nice replacement bottle once you turn 21 :)

Chloe: Now we're talking


Kate: Hey Chloe

Chloe: Sup?

Kate: Max had nightmares after the storm, right?

Chloe: Oh yeah

Chloe: Couldn't get a solid night's sleep for a while

Kate: What changed?

Chloe: Meds, mostly

Chloe: And therapy

Chloe: Trying to convince Vicky to go?

Kate: Yes

Kate: I think she's embarrassed about it

Chloe: I don't blame her. It's not my favorite thing either

Chloe: Are you good?

Kate: I'm fine. I get some bad dreams, but nothing like Vic's.

Chloe: That's good. I'm in the same boat on dreams

Kate: She has to decide on her own though, doesn't she?

Kate: I can't just drag her there?

Chloe: Yeah

Chloe: No sense in forcing her

Chloe: She's just gonna fight you otherwise

Kate: Yes, she would.

Kate: It's just hard to watch.

Chloe: I know, Kate. I know


Max: Chloe, did you steal my grey hoodie?

Chloe: I have no idea what you're talking about, my love

Max: What are you doing with it?

Chloe: Shouldn't you be paying attention in class?

Max: I'm at lunch

Max: I just realized I haven't seen it in a week

Max: What are you doing with it?

Chloe: What do you think I'm doing?

Max: Chloe, you're going to stretch it out

Chloe: ...sure, let's go with that

Max: What did you do?

Chloe: Nothing a good wash won't fix

Chloe: Or maybe two

Chloe: Can't fucking figure out how to get this stain out

Max: That's my favorite hoodie

Chloe: Luckily, you love me so very much and aren't mad?

Max: Favorite. Hoodie.