Page 3 of A Very Friendly Valentine's Day

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*December 30th*

EDDIE: Good morning. Just reading my texts to you from last night. I think I meant to text Alana.

EDDIE: I mean, I did mean to. Sorry about that.

BIRDIE: So, you didn’t mean what you said in that voicemail either, then…?

EDDIE: Um. What?

BIRDIE: Because I really liked what you said…

EDDIE: Oh. Cool.

BIRDIE: I feel the same way…

EDDIE: Oh. Good.

BIRDIE: I’m just kidding. You never called. There’s no voicemail.

EDDIE: Yeah. I just checked my outgoing calls and apparently, I did call you. What did I say?

BIRDIE: Nothing! It was just a butt dial. I think I heard a very spirited rendition of a Meat Loaf song in the background, but you didn’t actually say anything in the message. Don’t worry about it. How are you? Are you in Michigan? Please tell me you aren’t in a hospital.

EDDIE: Nope. All good. I mean, I’ll be hungover until February, but we all survived. Actually, I gotta check in with Alana and then get to the church for the rehearsal. Take care. I’ll text you tomorrow probably, okay?

BIRDIE: Sure. Whatever. Don’t forget to rehydrate.

EDDIE: You too, buddy.

BIRDIE:

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