Carter: --Just call me. Or text, whatever. I don’t sleep much, anyway.
Lane: ...Okay. Thanks, Carter.
Carter: Anytime, kid.
Val: Carter!
Carter: Shit--Val. Don’t scare me like that.
Val: What are you doing with Olive’s little brother?
Carter: Kid looked like he could use a friend. So I gave him my number.
Val: Seriously?
Carter: Yeah. Seriously.
Val: You’re not gonna, like, mess with him, right?
Carter: Jesus, Val! No, the kid seems to get enough shit as it is. I’m not gonna ‘mess with him,’ jeez.
Val: Okay, sorry. I’m sorry. Lane’s not had it... easy. I’m a little protective of him, too. That’s cool of you, Carter.
Carter: It’s fine. What’s up with you, though? You normally go for a run in a blind rage?
Val: I do not have--’blind rage!’
Val: --I just know they’re keeping something from me. I overheard something about them ‘telling me soon’ right before Emmy left for Breitchester. And Olive’s never been a good liar. I spent the entire summer--alone. And I com ehome to the people I love most, and they keeping something from me. I don’t get it. So, I’m a little angry. And now I’m worried about Emmy--
Carter: She hasn’t been texting me back.
Val: Um. Right. You don’t know. Emmy got--lost in the woods this weekend--
Carter: What?!
Val: Her dad found her, don’t worry! But now no one can get ahold of her.
Carter: Jesus christ.
Val: Yeah.
Carter: You mind if I smoke? This is a lot to hear.
Val: I mean, yes, but is that going to stop you, Cancer Stick?
Carter: Oof, cold, Val. ‘Cancer Stick?’ Is that my name now?
Val: It will be if you keep smoking those damn things in my vicinity.
Carter: Ooh, ‘vicinity,’ big word.
Val: Shut the fuck up. You suck.
Val: Summer sucks.
Carter: Yep. You can say that again.
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