Vex: Worry.
Me: ?
Vex: Are you going to do the same?
Maybe
Me: I’m going to lay in this big bed and wish your arms were around me.
I snap a picture of me on the bed and send it to him.
Vex: Dahl, you do know I don’t have that much willpower. Can I please come?
Me: Nope. I’m sharing a room with two other people. You’d scare them. And I won’t be in here much. We’ll probably do midnight sprint sessions.
And gossip. It’s impossible for us to get together and not chatter like a bunch of birds.
Vex: You’re going to the gym?
Now that’s funny.
Me: LOL. No. We sprint, or type as many words as we can in a set time, to get in all the words we’ll miss out on through the week.
Vex: That sounds like work.
Kinda is.
Me: But it doesn’t feel like work.
Vex: Are you going to eat any vegetables this week?
Me: Probably not
Vex: Dahl
Me: Have I told you how cute you are?
Vex: We’ll have brussel sprouts when you get back.
Me: I’m shaking in my boots.
Vex: You make me smile.
My heart flutters.
Vex: You’ll stay safe. And tell me where you are, so I don’t have to worry.
Me: Even if we do something truly wild.
Not that I think we are.
Vex: Then I want pictures.
I can’t help the laugh that escapes my lips.
Me: If I had to guess, we’re going to stay right here. It’s doubtful most of us will ever get to stay at a resort like this again.
I could afford to do this once in a while, but it would be a big hit to my budget. Juniper, on the other hand, can barely afford a meal in one of the restaurants here.