To be honest, it feels a little weird. I didn’t realize how much I look forward to our ASL practices.
Or maybe, I was just looking forward to my weekly bubble tea.
Which I could have still gotten today. But UNFORTUNATELY, someone made me promise to not get it this week.
I knew Colton was aware that I was just teasing about actually getting one because, like him, I saw getting bubble tea as our thing. Something we did together. And getting it alone just didn’t feel right to me for some reason.
Colton:
You’ll get your bubble tea this week.
I promise.
Are you at home?
Clara:
Nope, in the library. Trying to get some work done before I go home.
Are you already on the road?
Colton:
Not yet, still on campus.
We’re squeezing in one more practice before we go.
Clara:
Well, I don’t want to keep you. And I have to get back to my work.
I was about to lock my phone, but something stopped me from putting it away just yet.
Maybe because it was the first Wednesday where I didn’t get to see him since our first ASL practice, and I just wanted to talk to him a bit longer than this.
So, I shot him a follow-up text.
Clara:
Text me when you leave?
Partner?
Colton:
You got it.
Partner.
His next message came at a little past 6 p.m., while I was lounging around the couch with my book.
Colton:
Just loaded up our things. Road trip starts in ten minutes.
Along with the message was an attached selfie of him next to the college baseball team bus.
Clara: