Taibhse:
That's oddly specific.
Me:
Are you avoiding the question?
His response comes immediately this time.
Taibhse:
Yes.
I stare. Then another message appears.
Taibhse:
Wait.
Three dots.
Taibhse:
No.
I laugh so hard coffee nearly comes out my nose. For several seconds I can barely type.
Me:
You are unbelievable.
The response takes longer. Long enough that I imagine him actually thinking about it.
Taibhse:
I've been called worse. But the answer to your question is yes.
Me:
Good.
Taibhse:
Good?
Me:
It would've been awkward if I'd accidentally made friends with somebody's grandparent.
Three dots appear. Disappear. Then come back.
Taibhse:
That possibility still exists.
I frown at the screen.
Me: