Deep

 

CHAPTER TWO

 

Lizzy: Hi, it’s Lizzy. Anne’s sister. We met at band practice the other day, remember?

 

Ben: Hey. I remember. How u doing?

 

Lizzy: Good. U?

 

Ben: Good. How’d u get my number?

 

Lizzy: Mutual acquaintance.

 

Ben: Ur sister & Mal don’t want us being friends.

 

Lizzy: U’ve friend zoned me already? Ouch. I haven’t even made a clumsy inappropriate pass at u yet.

 

Ben: Ha. U know what I mean. Didn’t realize u were only 20 or connected to Mal. Us talking isn’t a good idea.

 

Lizzy: Lucky we’re only texting then.

 

Ben: Bye Liz

 

Ben: Did u just send me a pic of ur lunch?

 

Lizzy: No. It’s an artistic representation rendered in fries and ketchup of my immense sadness over u ignoring my texts. See the face in the middle?

 

Ben: What’s the green stuff?

 

Lizzy: Those are pickle tears. Stole them off a friend’s burger.

 

Ben: Cute.

 

Lizzy: Are u moved?

 

Ben: Absolutely.

 

Lizzy: Are u going to talk to me now?

 

Lizzy: Haha. You’re having pizza for lunch?

 

Ben: Does it look sad or happy?

 

Lizzy: It looks lewd. How dare you send such explicit pepperoni. I’m not that kind of girl.

 

Ben: Ha. Got to work. Later, sweetheart.

 

Ben: Got no one to jam with & your town’s music scene is crap on Mondays.

 

Lizzy: Never. Try The Pigeon. A friend goes to their open sessions.

 

Ben: I’m there. :)

 

Lizzy: How’d you go last night?

 

Ben: Good. Thanks for the info. Not Nashville but not bad. Might head up to Seattle for a few days. Friend’s playing up there. Anyway, TY

 

Lizzy: You’re welcome. Busy day?

 

Ben: Mal’s walked in. Can’t talk.

 

Lizzy: Ok. Later.

 

Ben: Feel shit going behind his back.

 

Lizzy: Let’s talk later.

 

Lizzy: Hi! How’d ur day go?

 

Ben: Busy right now.

 

Lizzy: Ok

 

Lizzy: I’m going to assume by radio silence that you’re not comfortable with us being text buddies. Didn’t mean to put u in a bad position with Mal. I’ll delete ur number.

 

Ben: Don’t.

 

Lizzy: ?

 

Ben: I want to know if u need something u can call me.

 

Lizzy: Thanks. But I don’t want to complicate things for u.

 

Ben: Problem is I like talking to u. Maybe if we keep it on the down low?

 

Lizzy: Ok. I’d like that.

 

Ben: Me too.

 

Ben: Attached pic is sunset out at Red Rock.

 

Lizzy: Amazing. What are you doing out there?

 

Ben: Filling in on keyboard for a friend. His guy broke hand.

 

Lizzy: Crap. Didn’t know you played piano.

 

Ben: Grandma taught me. But Dave wanted bass so I learned.

 

Lizzy: Wow. Play for me sometime?

 

Ben: How about now?

 

Lizzy: Over the phone? That would be awesome.

 

Ben: Calling.

 

Ben: In the studio in LA for a few. How u going?

 

Lizzy: Studying for a test. Wish me luck.

 

Ben: You got this, sweetheart. Won’t distract u. Later.

 

Lizzy: :) Later

 

Lizzy: Roses are red, violets are blue, I like u Ben, do u like me to?

 

Ben: Ur a terrible poet.

 

Lizzy: True. I think I might stick w psychology. How’s ur day going?

 

Ben: Slow. Had a business meeting. Boring as shit.

 

Lizzy: U just want to play music?

 

Ben: Got me on that. How u doing?

 

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