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Alright, I can get behind that.

Hell yeah. I’m all about Bill Nye and Neil Degrasse Tyson. I just love space, man.

I know, I’m real boring like that.

Bill Nye’s the fucking man, though. I watched some stuff from his new show.

That doesn’t answer my question. There’s gotta be something you like, something that gets your blood going.

I’m not sure I have it. Like, I like rock climbing but it doesn’t like, get me going. It’s just fun. I like listening to music, I guess. I just kinda like being.

Is chemistry your thing, then? You and Bill Nye?

Touche.

So what’s your chemistry then.

Basic. So basic. Pumpkin-Spice level basic.

Science is kind of my thing. Although chem is no physics.

You need help?

Help would imply there’s hope in it, I’m good. If I fail, I fail. D is for Diploma.

#he waved at Uncle Eli

angela-fl

Could this chem homework get any easier?

elliot-adams10

I’m sorry, I thought you just said that homework was easy.

#el's the only one awake #sorry!

What you been up to? Writing lately?

Not really because I fucked up my finger when I went bouldering in Central Park. Wanted to be ready for climbing in the Adirondacks this summer. But like, I’m not a super writer anyway so it’s not that much of a loss.

You still box and stuff, right?

I want to say that I am but.. no, I’m not. Sorry, brah.

Nah, it’s okay. He stays with his friends and I do my shit. It’s all good, man.

He’s blaming you, though? That’s dumb.

Bob’s mine so yeah, he’s got it in for me. Anyways, it’s Jesse, are you really surprised?

Oh my god REALLY? Wait, I gotta see this. NO WAY.

My sisters thought that joke was stupid. But I knew it’d land. Yes we have Booger. He’s a good cat. I want a dog but Barry doesn’t like them.

Thats very cryptic. What do you mean?

Yeah, totally dude. He’s real friendly and cuddly and shit, he’s fuckin’ awesome. He’ll get to the faucet if you’re not careful.

Your sisters...weren’t wrong but it’s like, a really good stupid. Like, it’s funny but in an “ohhhhhhhh” way. Same, my dad said our place is too small for all of us AND a dog but we compromised for Bob.

You know, don’t worry about it.

Why?

Bob Dylan ate some of his shit and he’s pissed about it. I think computer charger was the last fatality.

Chilling, brah. Happy it’s finally warm out. Jess doing good, too?

You’ll have to ask him. He’s not talking to me right now.

WHAT. They can do that?? No way. You’re lying.

I do. His name used to be Tissue. You know, before the war.

Thank god someone gets it.

Dude, totally. Ferrets are smart as fuck. He also taught himself how to open our house doors which is why Jesse had to put a new knob on the door to his room.

Tissue.....oh.....oh my god. That’s hilarious.