<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;"><strong>Old Text Logs from July</strong></span></div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zLCiWcv.gif)(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/TC96Trs_RUZ9fMkusLqJPyBZsfFawlR8HsbyRmcanOvv-y5Mnm4rH0fraGmNtk5n4Tw)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3a/DiorTextingPin.gif)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>To: Dior Darley<br/>From: Curt Roark<br/>(02/07/2019)<br/>(8:00 PM)</strong></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center">Hey, so, you on the way? I've been here for like thirty minutes. Need the address?</div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zLCiWcv.gif)(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/TC96Trs_RUZ9fMkusLqJPyBZsfFawlR8HsbyRmcanOvv-y5Mnm4rH0fraGmNtk5n4Tw)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3a/DiorTextingPin.gif)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>To: Dior Darley<br/>From: Curt Roark<br/>(02/07/2019)<br/>(8:30 PM)</strong></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center">I tried calling, but you didn't answer. You alright?</div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zLCiWcv.gif)(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/TC96Trs_RUZ9fMkusLqJPyBZsfFawlR8HsbyRmcanOvv-y5Mnm4rH0fraGmNtk5n4Tw)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3a/DiorTextingPin.gif)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>To: Dior Darley<br/>From: Curt Roark<br/>(02/07/2019)<br/>(8:50 PM)</strong></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center">Seriously, Dior, what the fuck? Derek says you went out like two hours ago.</div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zLCiWcv.gif)(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/TC96Trs_RUZ9fMkusLqJPyBZsfFawlR8HsbyRmcanOvv-y5Mnm4rH0fraGmNtk5n4Tw)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3a/DiorTextingPin.gif)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>To: Dior Darley<br/>From: Curt Roark<br/>(02/07/2019)<br/>(9:30 PM)</strong></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center">Was this just some kind of fucking joke to you?</div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3a/DiorTextingPin.gif)(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/TC96Trs_RUZ9fMkusLqJPyBZsfFawlR8HsbyRmcanOvv-y5Mnm4rH0fraGmNtk5n4Tw)(https://i.imgur.com/zLCiWcv.gif)</div><br/><div align="center"><strong>To: Curt Roark<br/>From:  Dior Darley<br/>(03/07/2019)<br/>(10:44 AM)</strong></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center">Maybe now you'll finally understand that it's never going to fucking happen, Curt. Honestly, I am blown away that you thought I'd go out with you in the first place. Is there anything about ME that would work with a freak like you? You are my brother's best friend and that is all you ever will be to me. Forget last year and move on, like, yesterday. Seriously, it's pathetic.</div>