“We Need Your Apartment For The Weekend,” She Texted—Without Asking

set to her jaw I’d known my whole life.

She leaned toward the camera. “Caleb. We’re here for the folding table. Don’t be dramatic.”

Liam was in the living room building a Lego car wash. He didn’t need to feel the air change again.

“No,” I said through the mic. “You’re not coming in. Leave.”

Jason stepped closer. “Dude, we just need the table. You’re really continue reading …