Cassie:Not that we really were
Cassie:Or are
Cassie:You know what I mean
Sebastian:Now who’s the serial texter?
Cassie:-_-
Sebastian:Still want a lyric?
Cassie:Nice deflection, and yes
Sebastian:Here
Sebastian:Night fell in her heart as it rose in my soul. Carries away what’s left of the old. Pieces of stardust, fragments of sun. Falling apart. Come together as one.
Cassie:Hmm
Sebastian:Hmm good, or hmm bad?
Cassie:Hmm good
Cassie:It’s sad, but comforting if that makes sense
Sebastian:It does
Cassie:Has anyone ever told you that you’re kind of depressing, but in a good way?
Sebastian:Has anyone told you that you’re a strange fucking girl? “But in a good way”
Cassie:More than you’d expect
Sebastian:I believe it
Sebastian:Fuck, I’m high, I need to go lie down
Cassie:You do that
Cassie:Good night, Sebastian
Sebastian:Night, Cassie
Sebastian:I’ve been thinking about your name
Cassie:At 4am?
Sebastian:I sleep weird hours
Cassie:Apparently now I do too
Sebastian:Tour life
Cassie:So what were you thinking about it?
Sebastian:That it makes sense, Cassiopeia, constellations, stars. You’re like a fucking galaxy
Cassie:You’re still high, aren’t you?