Sienna: Hmm…let me think…
Sienna: You’re screaming at Monroe so he can keep his LA Vipers dance mat crown?
Calvin King of the ice Keller: Can a man have no secrets?
Sienna: You look very passionate about the championship.
Calvin King of the ice Keller: You have no idea.
Sienna: I’m gonna video call Bea, but I wanted to warn you that my brother is all over this and will be sitting beside me. I haven’t told him anything about us yet.
Calvin King of the ice Keller: Got it. It’ll be awesome to have you here with us.
Calvin King of the ice Keller: Do you own a dance mat?
Sienna: Thankfully, I think mine broke when I was about nine.
Calvin King of the ice Keller: Damn. I might have to buy you a new one. I’m going to need a training partner when I’m back in action again. Someone has to knock Monroe off his perch.
Sienna: You’re serious, aren’t you?
Calvin King of the ice Keller: Deadly.
Sienna: I don’t like exercise, remember?
Calvin King of the ice Keller: It would be fun, the two of us getting all sweaty…
Sienna: You’re a nightmare.
Calvin King of the ice Keller: I think you like my brand of nightmare.
Sienna: Can neither confirm nor deny
Calvin King of the ice Keller: Are you making this video call or what? I want to see your face.
Sienna: Promise to be good?
Calvin King of the ice Keller: Have you even met me?
Sienna: Why do you think I’m worried?
Sienna: Give me two minutes.
Calvin King of the ice Keller: I’ll give you one.
I put my cell next to the sink and do my business before pulling up my message thread with Bea.
Sienna: I’m gonna video call you, hanging with Garrett and parents, please don’t say anything about Calvin.
Bea: You got it. My lips are sealed.
“Take your time, why don’t you?” Garret sulks when I return. “The dancing might be over already.”
I roll my eyes as I drop my ass to the couch and wait for Bea to answer.
After a few seconds, the screen comes to life, and I find my best friend staring back at me.
“Happy Thanksgiving,” she shouts over the chaos happening around her.