Hey Bridget. I'm sorry for ditching you earlier. Alex killed his arm. Someone shot him. Can we meet up for breakfast?
Yea meet in-between cabin 8 and 7 -hangs up and looks at Taylor- so how is your day going -laughs to my self knowing I'm torturing her-
- I realize she is torturing me on purpose so I take her coffee - I won't give you your coffee back till you tell me!
Taylor!!! I need my coffee I can not live with out it...ok ok Fox is having a party tonight. Now hand over the coffee and no one gets hurt
- I laugh, and don't give it back - Yes!! A party! Wait weren't we gonna plan a party? Oh well we can do one a different day? Where is it? What time? If you haven't noticed I took a sip of your coffee! It tastes disgusting! How do you drink this stuff!?