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“I thought you said you and Maple were the only ones in the wedding party,” Hudson says.

Fuck, he listens. Why do I always forget that?

“This girl is unofficial,” I say.

“That’s perfect then,” JP says even though Hudson still looks skeptical. “See if she’d be willing to at least feel Maple out. Then, you can see if you should just drop the thought of getting back together with your ex, or possibly pursue it.”

“Good idea,” I say.

“I have them every once in a while,” JP says with a smirk. “Now, I’m curious. Why did you two go in different directions? What does she do?”

“She’s a zookeeper and studies at-risk ecosystems,” I answer. “For flamingos.”

JP slowly sits up, his eyes set intently on me. “Hold on a second. For…flamingos?”

“Yeah.”

He presses his hand to the table. “You mean to tell me flamingos are at risk? And that she’s out there, doing the hard work, trying to save them?”

Oh God…is this going to lead to pigeons?

“Uh, yeah,” I answer.

His lips purse together as he slowly nods. “Where do I send a check? I’m all in. We need to save the flamingos.”

Dear God…

To:Hardy Hopper

From: Breaker Cane

Subject: Flamingos

Hardy,

I like you, I really do, but next time I see you, I might punch you, and I mean that in the nicest way. Ever since our meeting, JP has been talking nonstop about flamingos. To the point that in our group text he’s sent, and I’m not exaggerating, twelve videos of flamingos. He’s trying desperately to connect their lineage with pigeons.

Either way, he’s now on a mission to save all feathered friends.

Please remember for the future, he carries a strong heart for saving animals, so for the love of God, do not mention any others!

Kind regards,

Breaker and Huxley

To:Breaker Cane

From: Hardy Hopper

Subject: RE: Flamingos

Breaker (and Huxley),

I send my deepest regrets. It was not my intention to spring this newfound love for exotic feathery friends on you. I’ll be sure for the future not to bring up any animals of any sort. I would hate to see you be bothered by your brother and his incessant need to save the birds.

Sincerest apologies,

Hardy