I told him that I knew someone who’d rent out the couch. He didn’t ask for a name. Just an email address so he could send an invoice to the “couch renter”—and since Donnelly knows my email, I reached out to my boyfriend. Jack sent the money to Donnelly. And when we showed up to crash on the couch tonight, he was pissed in the way that Donnelly gets pissed at friends. He sighed really hard. And then he let it go. He even offered Jack a beer.
Lmao
