Trey: oh hey, Braylee! How's it going?
Kylie: waddup, Trey.
Trey: Braylee? Are you feeling alright?
Kylie: oh, this ain't Braylee S.
Trey: a wrong number?
Kylie: nah, just me interrogating.
Trey: who interrogating?
Kylie: her friend. Treat her right, or I will make consequences
Trey: what!? Who?
Kylie: yer girlfriend, doofus
Trey: I always treat Braylee right!
Trey: don't I?
Kylie: we're at Braylee's house. See you at dinner.😒
Trey: COME BACK.....
Trey: I bet Tate's coming, ain't he?
Kylie: 😤 yes. He's allowed to be here. He's my friend.
Trey: "friend" 💖
Kylie: does Braylee give you a script???
Trey: 😝
