Text to Shawn
Keiran:
Alright. I will outdrink you, though :)
Shawn:
Are you saying that because you're British?
Text to Shawn
Keiran:
Yes, I bleed cheese. We haven't gotten that far yet but, someday. Yeah. I think so.
Shawn:
Fuck yeah, man. When it happens, let me know. We'll go for a celebratory drink or some shit.
Text to Shawn
Keiran:
She's gorgeous, yes, and she makes me feel... good. Happy. Safe.
Shawn:
How fucking cheesy. But that's... good. So safe enough for her to touch your cock?
Text to Shawn
Keiran:
Thank you so much. I just... She's kind of my girl.
Shawn:
Really? Good for you, man. She's smoking.
Text to Shawn
Keiran:
Can you do me a favor and delete the photo?
Shawn:
Yeah, man. I'll totally delete it.
Text to Shawn
Keiran:
Yes, she's blonde. She meant to send the picture to me, ended up sending it to... everyone.
Shawn:
Oh, ha. Yeah, I got that. She's hot.
Text to Shawn
Keiran:
Did you get a picture of Sam last night?
Shawn:
Which one's Sam? The blonde chick?
mackenzie—smith:
If you must know, I got a B. I know you’re going to tell me to get over it, but I don’t know. It really got to me.

Yeah, I am. Why?
Benny’s at Mimi’s. Come over.

mackenzie—smith:
I didn’t fail. I just didn’t anticipate getting the grade I got. I mean it is a 3000 level class, but I worked SO hard.

I’m just still not convinced. But for friendship’s sake, yes. Everything is normal. Thanks for your concern.
What’d you get then? A ‘D’? Come on, you know you can tell me, a friend.

Are you in your dorm?