Page 51 of Only After We Met
To: Rhys Baker
Subject: RE: Mental note
RHYS, YOU GOT ARRESTED?
From: Rhys Baker
To: Ginger Davies
Subject: Good morning
I don’t know how many hours I’ve slept. Yeah, we got arrested. Yesterday my boss’s boss told me if I was willing to move, he could give me a job for a year at one of his other clubs. So we went out to celebrate, but it was supposed to be chill; the plan was to just grab a drink. It turns out, though, that we met a couple of girls there who were on vacation. A couple of girls who happened to have weed. A couple of girls we wound up at the beach with at the crack of dawn. You can imagine the rest.
I don’t remember most of it. Just that at some point I was out by the sea, the cops stopped us on the boardwalk, and Logan threw up in the car that was taking us to the station.
What did you do over the weekend?
My head still hurts.
From: Ginger Davies
To: Rhys Baker
Subject: Bad morning
Thanks for going to bed yesterday without responding; I was freaking out. I kept asking myself what you might have done, and I was about to try and find out if they had computers at the jail so I could keep emailing you or whether we’d have to switch to pen and paper.
That reminds me: we’ve never exchanged numbers. I’m not saying we have to, but it is kind of weird, right? You’re my bestfriend, and I can’t call you if I ever feel like talking to you or if something happens. Whatever, forget it.
My weekend was way more normal than yours, obviously. I went out with Kate and some girls from our class who are really cool. I had a beer, played some snooker, and got to my dorm without getting arrested. Congratulate me.
This week I have a few exams.
I envy you so much sometimes, Rhys…
From: Rhys Baker
To: Ginger Davies
Subject: RE: Bad morning
My phone number? Do you have a hidden agenda, Ginger? J/K. I’ll give it to you if you’ll give me your address. Your birthday’s next month, right? I want to send you a present.
From: Ginger Davies
To: Rhys Baker
Subject: [No subject]
Sounds a little like a mail bomb.
From: Rhys Baker
To: Ginger Davies
Subject: RE: [No subject]
HA HA HA. You’re fucking nuts, Ginger.