MSG — i almost thought you forgot my bday. i was about to cuss you out.

MSG — but thank you for the gifts, best! i got the gifts, and i loved everything 💙

MSG — wait, forreal? if i haven’t told you i love you lately, i really do. that’s why his ass wouldn’t let me come up there 😭 i’m about to go to the store now, fuck that. 

MSG — wow, i really might cry rn.

She was only here to inform the detectives she didn’t have anything to do with the murder last night. Her mind was on one thing only, and that was Hawaii. The faster she could get out of here, the quicker she could be enjoying herself. “Ms. Guerrero? One of our detectives will speak to you now. Mr. Iverson, you’re more than welcome to come with her.” The sound of one of the officer’s voice snapped her out of her train of thought. Before she could even her protest her father coming along with her, EZAIL had already made it to the door as he waited for her. Getting up from the chair, CELINA headed towards the door that led to the detective’s office. “Just tell them what you know then we’re out.” EZAIL nudged his daughter as they entered the office.

MSG — how you tryna pack but didn’t? i- ma’am. get it together.

MSG — lmao, don’t do my baby. she can pack..sorta. but chas would have it done quick. ask her for me!

MSG — at this point, i’m doing the same. too many clothes to go through and we don’t have enough time. i don’t think.

MSG — packed?? the most i did was take my suitcase down.

MSG — i’m about to call my mom and ask her to pack for me. idhtt anymore. 

MSG — in the words of synclaire, WOO WOO WOO. pack what you really need, and we can just buy shit down there.

no ma’am, no ma’am.