When he holds it up, it’s impossible to fight back a grin. COME TO THE TUNNEL, it says. Hudson points to his right and I nod, way too excited to leave without saying goodbye. He erases the words with his sleeve, writing again. MEET U IN 20. MEDIA, SHWR, THEN I’M URS.
FLIRTIBG IN PUBKICC???? HAVE SOME DECORUM
