[ TEXT MESSAGE ] To Gen @ asskickingblahniks

[aussielawyer]

I hope your schedule is clear for Friday night. We have a birthday to celebrate.

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[aussielawyer]

It might, and it might not. It's not necessary to make an issue out of it. He'd kick my arse if I didn't make sure we celebrated your birthday, and probably pay someone else to kick it too if we did it because of him. I know my kid well enough to know that. You're not fucking it up, love. You're just overthinking it. Any mum is protective of their kids, especially when they're sick. You both need this. You'll remember it forever.

[asskickingblahniks]

He would too. He's a lot like you in that sense. Calls out basic bitches on their basic bitch shit. I'm worried with how quickly he crashes he might self-harming again. I guess I starting to fear the wedding was superficial in comparison to everything. But it's not superficial to me. It's the most right I've felt in ages.

[aussielawyer]

Like father, like son. Gen, sweetheart, he's already been self-harming. He told me at the party. He caught himself doing it to break through the manic feeling. He doesn't want his meds messed with again and he was going to talk to Sash about it, and Nate cleaned and dressed the wounds when he did the home visit the next day. Jus doesn't want anyone else to know. We're always going to worry, but we can't sacrifice everything with meaning when things go wrong. We know they're going to go wrong. He's got this for life. He wouldn't have accepted your invite to the dress fitting if it wasn't important to him.

[asskickingblahniks]

Shit. Where were the wounds? Okay, humour me, sexy. What were you planning for said birthday? Everything about this is important to him, isn't it? I thought maybe it was just me feeling like that, letting my heart rule my head and all that shit I once upon a time swore I'd never let myself do.

[aussielawyer]

Well, I know there's something Bachelory planned for the weekend, so before I get my pubes shave off and my hand glued to my forehead or something, I booked us into the Spa Suite at the Mandarin Oriental. Birthday pampering and lots of nakedness. No, we're feeling that as a family. Talk to him, ask him if he wants to go to the fitting.

[asskickingblahniks]

If anyone shaves your pubes before our wedding night, I'll force feed them their own dick with a rusty fork. I like my men au naturale. Are you fucking kidding me? You seriously did that? I knew there was a reason I was remarrying you. I'll talk to him, and confess I've been a basic bitch.

[aussielawyer]

I'm with you on that, babe. I like my pubes attached, just like Paris. Will never forget his rant about pubes when the chemo kicked in. Of course I'm not fucking kidding. If I can't spoil my wife-to-be, who can I? That's the best way to go about basic bitchness with him. Kid's way too forgiving for his own good. It's his big heart.