Golden:
So are you. My little badass. Wish I could see a photo of you.
Tulip:
I barely get enough signal out here for texts.
Golden:
Can’t you just connect to the Wi-Fi? I really want to see you.
Tulip:
I wish it were that easy. The only Wi-Fi here is locked, and we aren’t allowed to know the password. Josiah says the internet is what got the world in the state it’s in now and it’s rotting our brains.
Golden:
He’s probably not wrong. The world is fucked up.
Tulip:
My world is. But you’re out there, with the freedom to do anything. Go anywhere. Josiah keeps us in a prison.
Golden:
Sounds like he’s just trying to protect you. You have it better than you think. Having someone who cares about you and keeps you safe. Having a community who all works together and shares to provide for all members. People who protect you. Those are all good things.
Tulip:
I guess so. I just want to explore the world though. I don’t want to be kept safe. I want to get out and experience things. Travel. Eat foods I’ve never tried before. Learn…
Tulip:
Meet you.
Tulip:
Kiss you.
Tulip:
I’m sorry. That was very forward of me.
Tulip:
I’ve made this into something it’s not, haven’t I? This is so embarrassing.
Tulip:
Don’t mind me, I’ll just be throwing myself into oncoming traffic.
Golden:
How will I kiss you back if you’ve been smushed by a semi-trailer?
I sighed when Grayson plucked the phone from my hand and pushed his finger at the space between my eyebrows. “That frown is going to end up permanent.”
I kissed his mouth. “I know a doctor. He can probably hook me up with some Botox.”