Check Phone

Ethan decides to check his phone, only to realize he was the one who sent the last message.

E: Hows work?

It takes a while for a reply to come, but eventually it does.

H: Meh, work. How’s yard work?

E: Off the hook. Neighbor lady took pity on me and is getting it professionally done.

H: ?

H: Why?

E: She’s like really neighborly.

H: Must be to pay for lawn care after just meeting her.

E: I’ve known her for years. I was friends with her son. She was friends with my grandparents to, but I don’t know how long they knew each other.

H: So you’re telling me you got a sugar momma?

E: No.

H: Older lady who pays for shit? That’s a sugar momma.

E: She’s not a sugar momma, and she’s not that old.

H: How old is she?

E: Idk. Old enough to have a 20 year old.

H: So like 50s?

E: Nah, 40s I think. I can’t tell.

A pause in the conversation.

H: She cute?

E: I guess?

Dots appear, but a sudden ring of the doorbell pulls Ethan’s attention away.