Posted by Ensign Chloe Harland (Nurse) in Counselors office - 0900 Ms. Sofie Mynah

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“Ewww you mean like read old people texts,” she wrinkled up her nose as if Nathan was asking her to read chicken bones like a voodoo witch doctor. The blinking of her phone brought out a bead of sweat to her forehead. Sophie’s eyes locked on the vibrating rectangle in Nathan’s hand. Grabbing his phone she dropped in a chair slinging one leg over the edge as she inspected his phone. “You know you could like find a case that expressed the real you and not this,” she held it with her fingertips like it was a dirty diaper, “grandpa case. I mean you are not there yet. You can’t be more than like fifty right?”

“I am thirty-four you ungrateful git, that’s strike 2.5.” he said staring at her with a fiery intensity.

“Well you look so good for your age,” she nodded. Sophie was sincere in her comment. There was no way she couldn’t be with the expression she was wearing. It was the look someone gave a person that was telling you their deepest darkest secret and you needed to assure them you understood. “I am sure old women in their like thirties think you are so handsome.”

For one of Nate’s vibrations, Sophie had ten. Swinging her leg down she held out his phone no longer caring about the case. “Read read,” she wiggled in the seat gripping his phone like it was a lifeline.

“Ugh my life is on the line and you are killing me. Like your hands around my throat and you are like choking the,” her phone blipped two more times.

“Okay okay,” she looked down at his phone. “Baby are you busy,” Sophie read the text an instantly replied. “No honey what up,” she read out loud her reply before hitting submit.

Sophie

“Wait… I said read not reply… read,” he said as he looked at her with an incredulous look as he looked down at her phone.

“Shhh read,” she almost yelled with her eyes locked on her phone in his hand. “My turn,” she shook his phone.

“Why is Apollo wanting to find out where to meet up for the festival… Apollo really Sophie?” Nathan said as he looked up at her. “You couldn’t find someone with a real name? You had to go for someone named Apollo? ” he asked as he shook his head in that disapproving nature almost all fathers had.

Nathan Harland

“His name is Winston Bartell the third but that is like so boring so he goes by Apollo which is like that historical guy. You know from the show Battlestar Galaxia. He’s hot,” she twirled her hair. “Oh you should come to the festival with …you have a wife right?” The phone buzzed again and she motioned for Nathan to hit her with the next one.

“I do… but honey you can do better than someone named Apollo… really? Next, you are gonna tell me someone named La La likes you.” he said, clearly not a fan of these fancy names the guys thought made them sound cool.

“Oh she texted back,” Sophie said looking at the message. Looking at him she let out a huge awww and smiled. “Thank you for coming. What are their names,” she spun the phone back around to Nate to look at the image from three days ago of when they all fell asleep watching the movie. The text was from Chloe but the question was from Sophie. Nate would see what he had gotten back then. Several selfies in a row that Logan had taken with Nate’s phone of him and his sister. “They are so adorable.”

Sophie

“Logan and Mara… ” he said as he flipped through texts as he looked up. “Why does it say you are failing Geometry? It’s shapes… just shapes… my two-year-old puts the shapes in the right hole…” Nathan said as he looked at her sternly.

Nathan Harland