The Insiders by Tijan

TWENTY-TWO

Me: I want to know about the Bonhams.

Kash: Trap door. And I’m not supposed to be texting.

Me: Why?

Kash: Nosey too.

Me: I’m bored. An idiot took away my internet.

Kash: Smart guy.

Me: You made me laugh. That doesn’t compute with the dick image I have of you.

Kash: Dick image?

Me: You know what I mean.

Kash: Um …

Me: Stop flirting.

Kash: Who brought up dick image?

Me: I’m not laughing.

Kash: Cameras say otherwise.

Me: Dick.

Kash: Go to bed. Text me when you wake up.

Me: Only if you tell me about the Bonhams and why you can’t be texting.

Kash: Don’t text me in the morning.