TEXT MESSAGE ✉ GENDRIX.
GAGE: When you get back from flashing your tits to Austin for free booze (yeah, I know what you're up to) and you realize I'm not at the apartment, I promise you that I am alive and my soul is in tact. At least I was alive with my soul in tact when I sent you this text message...
GAGE: Just needed to run an errand.
GAGE: Oh, and food.
GAGE: I don't know about you but if I have to eat another can of Chef Boyardee ravioli, regardless of how much I've doctored it up so that we can enjoy it, I'll kill myself.
GAGE: What're you in the mood for, Hendybear? Lady's choice tonight. And since neither Elliott or Ky are around, that means it's on you.













