In Which I am Friends with an Arsonist

Best Friend Boy and I were conversing through text when all of a sudden...

Best Friend Boy: See you at the city offices?

Awkward Mormon Girl: Yes...? Are we protesting something?

Best Friend Boy: Ha ha not quite. Evidently I not good at checking which conversation I'm in.

We confirmed the plans we had been making and wrapped up the textsion (text + session. Which is not a thing and I've just decided never will be because it sounded much catchier in my head).

Awkward Mormon Girl: Don't do anything too crazy at the city offices!

Best Friend Boy: I won't. But if you hear about a fire... it wasn't me.