Chapter 107

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Hunter

I create a group text message that includes the guys, myself, Jenna, Helen and Molly.

Hunter: There's been a change of plans.

Bryson: Jesus Christ, Hunter. Please tell me you didn't fuck it up with Jenna the day before your wedding. You're supposed to hide your crazy until after the nuptials, dumbass.

Jenna: Homeboy has been flying his crazy flag loud and proud since we met. We are still getting married.

Patrick: Well, thank fuck. Is the rehearsal dinner still on?

Hunter: The rehearsal dinner is still on, but everybody needs to eat fast. The bachelor and bachelorette parties are now combined.

Helen: What about the strippers?

Hunter: Jenna, you said there weren't gonna be any strippers!!!!!

Helen: Just kidding J

Hunter: Jenna, you need better friends.

Helen: Hey!!!

Justin: I'm sure this text has a point. Are you going to make it before or after the honeymoon?

Hunter: If I could find the middle finger emoji on this phone, I would send it twelve times. But since I can't...fuck you. What I was trying to say before Helen went ridiculously off topic was that the bachelor/bachelorette parties will be taking place at the farm. Bring a change of old clothes, hearing protection, something to take notes with and your thinking cap. Bryson, you are excluded from that last one. I know you come ill-equipped.

Bryson: (middle finger emoji)

Molly: Are we doing one of those murder mystery games?

Hunter: Sort of.

Helen: What is the farm?

Patrick: It is a plot of land that we share. We go there to hunt, fish and shoot guns. Gentleman, bring your guns.

Helen: So, we are going to an undisclosed location, told to wear old clothes and only the guys are bringing their guns? This doesn't sound like a horror movie at all. I hope there's an upstairs that I can run to instead of just getting in my car to leave. Should I also wear three inch stilettoes and a miniskirt to run in through the woods? (eye roll emoji)

Patrick: We are literally sitting right next to each other. If I wanted to kill you, it would take a lot less effort to just do it here.

Kevin: Are you two done?

Patrick: Kevin's saltiness is making my blood pressure rise.

Justin: So, what brought on this change of plans?

Hunter: The team has been activated.

Justin: Fuck.

Kevin: Shit.

Bryson: Game on.

Helen: Yeah, that's not cryptic at all. Care to explain?

Jenna: We will fill everybody in at the farm. Remember...eat fast. And none of you better breathe a word of this to my parents.

Helen: Well, that should be easy since I have no idea what the hell is going on.

Jenna: Sorry L Love you.

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