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Sienna: Going through your DVD collection again?

Calvin King of the ice Keller: My sisters, actually. Just planning for tonight.

Sienna: You really don’t need to come here. Go and do something more fun.

Calvin King of the ice Keller: Is there anything more fun than a movie marathon with a sick girl?

Sienna: Well, when you say it like that…

Calvin King of the ice Keller: Have you been sleeping?

Sienna: Might have just been ignoring you…

Calvin King of the ice Keller: We both know that’s not true.

Sienna: I guess you’ll never know.

Calvin King of the ice Keller: Guess what I’ve been doing all day?

Sienna: Exercise?

Calvin King of the ice Keller: Well, yeah…but guess what I’ve been singing while doing them?

Sienna: Oh my god. You have not?

I can’t help the giggle that erupts.

Calvin King of the ice Keller: I have. All fucking day I’ve been walking around doing cheer chants. Everyone is laughing at me

Sienna: Aw, poor baby.

Calvin King of the ice Keller: Some of the guys haven’t even seen it. Can you believe that?

Sienna: Some of them are probably too young.

Calvin King of the ice Keller: Freya has already promised to make Handsy watch it tonight. We can compare our chanting skills tomorrow.

Sienna: Evidence, please.

We continue messaging for a few more minutes before he says that he’s gotta go, and I lower my cell as disappointment flows through me.

Once I’ve given myself a talking to, I open Bea's message and answer the couple of questions she sent earlier.

Almost instantly, it starts ringing.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” she asks the second the call connects.

I consider her question for a moment. After finding Calvin’s messages, I’d kinda forgotten I was even sick.

“Less like death.”

“That’s good. Pretty sure Rachel is next. She’s pale as hell.”