Some days I wake up feeling like the world is mostly a benevolent place and that humans are fundamentally good. Other days I wake up thinking, "trust no one." This is one of those stories that will make you realize why those "trust no one" days happen.
I truly wish I knew the backstory to this text conversation, but all I know is Michael texts a number that he thinks is Crystal, telling her to stop spreadin' info about his peen.