What I prefer. Moan-wise, I mean.
I’m logging off forever.
No, you’re not.
Watch me.
You’re still here.
…
Okay, fine. But only because I kind of want to vent about something. Can we just ignore that for now?
Of course. What’s wrong?
It’s Evan.
Who’s Evan?
My boyfriend
I thought I was your boyfriend.
You're not real.
Wait, I'm not?!
No.
Damn. I guess we will have to unpack that later. Okay, so I don't exist and Evan is your boyfriend and you two are living the dream.
I didn't say you didn't exist. I just said you're not real.
I don't see the difference.
...
I guess it is a little confusing. Okay, I guess we will unpack that later.
Okay, good. Because, I really do kind of want to exist.
Nah. It's overrated.
I hope you're saying that with a LOT of sarcasm, otherwise a disclaimer with a phone number is about to pop up here in
3...
2...
1...
Yes! Sorry! I guess you can't sense my brand of sarcasm through text.
Well, just want to make sure that pretty little mind ofyours is okay.
It'd be better if I could press the delete button on tonight.
Right, so back to Evan, the boyfriend. You two are casual? Serious? In intense all-consuming love?