The Great Gatsby has it all—romance, jazz, general disillusionment with the American Dream. What it doesn’t have is texting, and I think that’s a real shame. (I just feel like Tom Buchanan would’ve been an emoji man, and I hate that we’ll never know for sure.) The problem is that F. Scott Fitzgerald didn’t have sense enough to be writing this book in the twenty-first century, but that’s okay. We’ve got his back.