End Game (New York Stars Book 1)
End Game: OVERTIME – Text Chat (5)

Liam: Putting a ring on it.

Mike: ‘Bout damn time.

Mike: You okay?

Liam: Never been better.

Mike: Let me know when to schedule time off for your capitalistic celebration of a bourgeois institution.

Liam: My wedding?

Mike: What else?

Liam: You’re married. You sank to the depths of the bourgeoisie as well.

Mike: The decision to couple is essentially meaningless.

Liam: You told your wife that?

Mike: For sure. Before I proposed.

Liam: You romantic, you.

Mike: She loved it. Said that my buying her a ring was MORE romantic for her because I’m a nihilist. Apparently, I’m better at romance than you are.

Liam: Yeah, you beat Hallmark.

Liam: Anyway, you want to attend MY wedding?

Mike: Of course. I’ll suffer through the hyperbolic displays of wealth for you.

Liam: And cake?

Mike: Ha. No. The cake will suck. You don’t even know what good cake is.

Liam: Gracie does. She’s already assured me that it’s going to be red velvet.

Liam: It’s been so long since I’ve had sugar that I’m not sure what that even is…

Mike: I pity you but I will come and I will eat.

Liam: I’m honored.

Mike: You should be.