The group chat had descended into what one would call a controlled chaos, and it was all because Liam dropped information his friends weren't prepared for.
Messages were coming in rapid succession now, overlapping and interrupting each other in a way that would have been incomprehensible to anyone outside their circle but made perfect sense to the eight people who'd known each other long enough to follow three conversations simultaneously.
Kristopher: Since when does the Lucid have phone capabilities?
Harper: I thought it was just for gaming
Alex: Wait are you saying the device can make calls?
Stacy: Can we text from it?
Kristy: What about apps?
Lana: This is huge
Elise: How does that even work?
Liam watched the messages flood in, his smile widening. They were doing exactly what he'd expected—spiraling into speculation mode before he'd given them any actual details. It was endearing in a way.
Liam: You'll have to wait and find out.
Matt: LIAM!
