Text {Erica}
Ben: Parker said he dropped off some Patsy's.
Ben: Kinda mad he didn't bring me any too (;

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Text {Erica}
Ben: Parker said he dropped off some Patsy's.
Ben: Kinda mad he didn't bring me any too (;
After nearly a week of stressing out in search of the perfect Christmas present, Chloe has found it. Fashionable Ashley snow and rain boots, in the style of Dav, neatly wrapped in gold wrapping paper, sit on Erica's desk. She couldn't help but throw in a matching raincoat. A note attached reads;
I had a pair of these when I lived in Minnesota and I used them on a daily basis. Maybe you will, too. Here's to more rainy days, maybe filled with snow or sleet. Merry Christmas, Miss Travers.
W o w.
Well okay then.
Text {Erica}
Eddie: Are you okay??
Text {Erica}
Eddie: Hey. What happened? You okay? I saw you running out in a hurry, didn't get to wish you a happy Thanksgiving.
Text: {Erica}
Lauren: Hey. I know it's late and I don't mean to bother you. You're probably sleeping, in which case you'll read this in the morning when you're done sleeping.
Lauren: There's a point to this I promise.
Lauren: God I wish iPhone's had unsend options.
Lauren: Never mind.
Lauren: Wait no. I need a dress and the wardrobe people don't like me. Basically I need your help.