“Will you two just shut the fuck up?”
Sawyer folds his arms across his chest.
“You got it bad.”
“I do not.”
“You're driving around with air filters because you saw her cough a couple of times.”
“Three times.”
“What?”
“She coughed three times.”
Benji throws his head back.
“Oh my God.”
“She also sneezed twice.”
“Stop helping!”
“I don’t have to tell you two jack shit!”
Sawyer shakes his head.
“You know, Benji spent three years pretending he hated Esme.”
“And you stalked Bit's social media before admitting you liked her,” Benji fires back.
Sawyer points a finger at him.
“I did no such thing.”
“You absolutely did.”
“I merely researched.”
Benji looks at me.
“See? That's what you sound like.”
“I am not stalking Sloane.”
“No?”
“No.”
“You know what kind of air filter her van takes.”
“That's beside the point.”
“You know how often she coughs.”
“Shut up.”
“You know her maintenance schedule.”