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Do you think I'm broken inside?

Someday, some guy's gonna get so far under your skin,

he's gonna rot there.

You look really uncomfortable in that dress.

- Who are you? - I'm Stephen DeMarco.

- What's your name? - I'm Lucy Albright.

- Who was that? - That's Stephen's girlfriend.

Ex-girlfriend.

I'm not sleeping with anyone else.

Neither am I.

Just shit with Stephen.

I feel like I'm actually going crazy.

An issue has come up

with your short story we workshopped in January.

Can you prove you wrote it?

Stephen, but there's a lot of shit he's not telling me.

You're probably not imagining things.

Hey! I'm Macy. Are you my roommate?

Macy got in an accident last night.

Watch out!

This other car came outta nowhere. I didn't know it was Macy.

Drew was there the night Macy died.

- You cannot tell anyone. - Really wish you didn't tell me this.

It's a flower that you drew for Macy.

This other car came around the corner really fast.

It was Drew.

Nobody knows that you were in that car.

Drew doesn't even know. You should not be here.

- You wrote a letter to the dean about me. - No.

- I swear I didn't... - Who else knows?

Just you and Stephen and her.

Shit.

Wrigley!

Fuck!

You know that I wouldn't do this.

I'm not gonna trust anything you say. Can you please get out?

Do you think Stephen could've written it?

What? No, of course not.

You're fucking lucky I care enough to keep it to myself.

If you tell people about me, then you're also admitting

that you've been lying to everyone all fucking year!

Have you really not noticed how much I like you?

Did I tell you about my trip with Evan's parents next month?

They seem really sweet.

You're gonna come to the city this summer,

and you're gonna work for my dad's firm.

He's gonna make sure you get into any law school you want.

Why do you still wanna help me?

Because I love you.

What can I do?

Get drunk with me. I just need to shut my brain off.

- You know I'm really happy for you, right? - Yeah, of course, I know that.

I'm never gonna get used to saying the word fiancée.

Hi, Lydia.

And to Evan's parents, Valerie and Paul,

this has been such a beautiful day. Thank you for hosting this.

- You're supposed to wait for the "cheers." - Shit.

And I have to thank my best friends, Pippa and Lucy.

They're the ones who convinced me to pursue Evan in college

after he initially tried to friendzone me.

Yeah!

Yeah, yeah, you can laugh,

but it's true.

- No, it's not. - Yes, it is!

- It's gotta go. - Yeah, as a wedding gift to me, please.

Okay, fine!

Hey, are you sure you guys don't wanna sleep here tonight?

It's such a long drive.

- No. - No, I don't think so.

Max and I have some stuff in the morning, so...

When are you two moving in together anyways?

Soon. Yeah, soon, for sure. Yeah.

Too bad he had to work today, especially since it's a Saturday.

- And what about you? - What about me?

You're seeing someone. It's obvious.

I am genuinely so single right now.

I think you're lying.

I'm hanging out with this girl, but we're not dating.

It's just sex, and I'm not saying anything more about it.

Guys! We're cutting Stephen's hair!

Evan touches the clippers.

You don't fucking touch the clippers, okay?

Okay. As long as I get to trim your balls.

- I'll get the clippers. - Such beautiful hair.

- Lemme get just, like, an inch. - I have to pee.

- My God... - Stop, Wrigley!

Hey.

Hey!

Sorry.

Did you need the bathroom?

No, no, I was just fixing my makeup.

Okay.

Hey, are y-you having fun?

Yeah.

Yeah, everyone's super nice, so...

That's good.

I can't do this.

I've been trying today for Stephen

'cause I know he wants everyone to be cool, and...

I just need you to know...

I will never forgive you.

For any of it.

If I just, like, chain you to a piece of furniture, will you stay another day?

I wish. My classes start Monday.

No, I'm already having separation anxiety.

I know, I know. I'm gonna miss you so much.

Thank you for taking care of me all summer.

Of course.

Are you nervous about going back?

No.

Well, if that little gremlin even looks in your direction, you call me.

Same goes for his cunt girlfriend.

I'm not even worried about him.

Honestly, I was in some sort of...

delusional state last year.

I mean, he was always bad. I just ignored it, you know?

And Diana did me a favor.

She did. He's rancid.

Yeah.

Hey, Lydia! Mom said the food's almost here.

Finished packing, Chris?

- Almost. - You have to take care of him at school,

and please make sure he doesn't date anyone lame.

I got you.

And I still can't believe you chose Baird over Colgate.

Well, the girls are hotter at Baird.

They seem so happy.

- It's cute. - So cute.

The first week or so, there might've been a bit of a learning curve,

but everyone at the firm had positive feedback.

Thanks, Daddy. This has been such a great summer.

- It really has. Thank you. - You did good.

But none of that matters unless you ace the LSAT.

I can get you a million letters of recommendation.

If your LSAT scores aren't good, you might as well not even apply anywhere.

I'll be right back.

Just going to the restroom.

Hey, I-I just gotta tell you

I-I really appreciate

everything you've done for me this summer. It means a lot.

A-And thank you so much for this iPhone.

I-I love it.

Listen, Stephen, you're a smart kid, but I'm not blind.

I saw how you operated over the summer.

You're only honest when it serves you.

And you're a very skilled manipulator,

which is fine in moderation.

But I'm telling you now, if you are not able to control that part of yourself,

it is gonna get you in a lot of trouble.

And I have no interest in my daughter

being anywhere near trouble.

I-I totally understand.

I completely understand.

I really do.

- Sorry about that. - Not at all.

So? Senior year.

- Yeah. - You excited?

Yeah. It's gonna be great.

Hi!

Hi! Come here!

I missed you.

I missed you more!

I got you a coffee.

You didn't have to do that!

I wanted to!

My God, I can't believe you got a single!

I know. I'm just so relieved I'm across the hall from you guys again.

I don't know what I would do.

It's gonna be so fun.

My puswas!

- my God. - Pippa!

- Hey! - Hi!

You look so different, but great!

You know, new things this year.

- I can... I'm speechless. - It's amazing!

It's like I have a computer in my pocket.

- What!? How's the camera? - Yeah!

My God. How's the camera. Watch this.

Yeah.

- I'm adorable. - I know.

Hey, I got that, I got that, I got that.

- What are you doing? I got it. - It's heavy.

- Just... - I got it! I got it!

I-It's alright. Are you gonna be this romantic all year?

Just don't want you to hurt your knee.

Thank you. I-I already hurt it. I fell off a deck, remember?

Yeah, just go easy on it, please.

Fuck, fuck!

What, what, what, what?

I'm fucking with you!

I'm sorry! Wow, your face.

- Come on. - Hey!

Evan!

Such a handsome young man.

Good to see you, man.

- Hey, hey. - Hey.

- What's up, man? - What's up?

Missed you.

Yeah, you, too.

H-How's the n-new spot? Good?

Yeah, it's great. You guys gotta come by later.

How's the team? You get cleared for anything?

Yeah... no.

Coach doesn't wanna risk me getting hurt again.

Everyone's scared of getting sued.

- Yeah, sorry, man. - No, it's fine.

I'm still gonna help out with the team and,

you know, learn about assistant coaching and whatnot,

so it's good. It's good. Um...

Team's having a barbecue tomorrow. You guys gotta come.

Yeah, sure. Lemme ask Bree, make sure she's cool with it.

- Wait... - You need Bree's permission?

No, I don't need her permission, but, you know, like...

Lame.

I'm just trying to be good.

But how's Drew?

- How's he doing? - I don't know. He's not speaking to me.

I gotta shit.

Hey, man, it's probably just better if we don't ask about the Drew stuff, you know?

Why, is it still that bad?

No, yeah, he, he's tried to fix things,

but Drew pretty much blames him for everything still, you know.

Wrigley acts like he's fine, but it really upsets him

when people ask him about it, so...

- Wow. Yeah, okay. - Yeah. Honestly,

last year was fucked in general, you know?

Probably better if we just forget all of it.

Yeah. You're probably right.

Yeah.

Smile!

Aw...

Do you guys think I'm crazy signing up for Marianne's class again?

I feel like she still thinks I'm an absolute freak.

Then, why did you sign up?

To redeem myself.

I'm sure you'll be fine.

I hope so. She's hosting this poetry thing at her house tomorrow,

and I really don't wanna go, but I feel like I should show face.

I could sign up for the class if you want. So you don't have to go alone.

- Wait, are you serious? You would do that? - Yeah.

I need an English credit anyway. I'll go to the registrar tomorrow.

How was Santa Barbara? You've barely talked about it.

Are you and Evan, like, getting married?

Definitely not.

It's just been kind of a weird summer.

Weird how?

I don't know.

I guess Evan, he's been... different.

Like he's uncomfortable all the time.

I don't know if it was being around his parents or something I did...

I don't... I don't think it's anything you did.

Yeah, it's probably just a different environment.

I'm weird as fuck around my parents.

I just miss how it used to be.

Hey, is Evan coming tonight?

Yeah. He's gonna meet us there.

He's pre-gaming with Wrigley and Stephen.

Cool. Cool, cool, cool. Love that.

Have you spoken to Wrigley at all?

No. I'm not exactly his favorite person.

In fact, I think I am his least favorite person.

- Sorry. - It is what it is.

I just hope we can be civil.

Stephen, on the other hand, I will skin alive.

Agreed.

I still can't believe he did that to you while you were wearing a coconut bra.

I mean, the disrespect is unparalleled.

Honestly, guys, Diana did me a favor.

I'm not even upset about it anymore.

It's like being away from him, the hypnosis wore off.

Honestly, Diana did me a favor.

You said that twice.

What?

Nothing. You seem really good.

Yeah, I just wanna focus on school this semester.

I don't even wanna talk to guys.

Alright. I'm ready. Let's take a shot.

Are you gonna leave it like that?

Like what?

Your makeup. You only did one eye.

What?

No!

What the fuck? How did I even...

- Fuck, I'm sorry, guys. - It's okay.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

What the fuck? How did I do that?

- Shots? - Yes.

Is this line even moving?

That is unclear.

Those are Wrigley's teammates.

I don't think he's here. Don't worry.

Yeah.

Lucy! Lucy, hey!

Chris! Hi!

- How are you? - I'm so happy you're here!

Guys, this is Lydia's brother. This is Bree, Pippa.

- Hi. - Hello, Lydia's brother.

It's nice to meet you.

I lost my roommate somewhere, so I'll find you guys later?

- Yes. Go, have fun. - Alright.

Bye.

He's a freshman.

I said nothing.

- Hey! Yes. - Hi, you found me.

- You look good. - Thank you.

Hey, say hi to us, too!

Hi, Pippa.

- Hey, Lucy. - Hi.

- So, how long you guys been here? - We just got here.

I missed you.

Evan!

- Hey! - Hey! Wow!

- You're back. - Yeah, man. Did people miss me?

- Some people. - Yeah? Yeah. Jesus.

This is Leo. He was studying abroad last year.

This is my girlfriend, Bree.

- Hi. - That's Pippa.

- Hey. - And that's Lucy.

Hi.

Hey, nice to meet you guys.

I'm gonna go to play some pool in Denmark.

Can you come find me later, yeah?

- Yeah. Sure. - Alright, beautiful.

- Nice to meet you guys. - Good to see you, man.

- Are you friends with him? - Yeah, kinda.

Hey, there's a faster bar this way.

- Okay. - Yeah, let's go.

- Okay. - Hey, you wanna stay in this line?

I feel like I've really committed to it.

- Okay. Yep. - 'Kay.

Hey, I really missed you.

- I missed you, too. - Come here.

Hey, you! Pippa! Out of the line!

- What? - What? Are you serious?

Yep, no drinks for you.

Bye...

Fuck off. Ew.

Come on, there's gotta be a keg somewhere.

These idiot football fucks.

Months later, and they're still on my ass.

I'm sorry.

Hey. That's gross.

- We're not gonna look at that, okay? - Okay.

We're just gonna... gonna walk away.

Are you okay? -

- Hello! - Lucy.

Hi! Did you find your roommate?

No, I didn't. Kinda gave up on that, actually.

- It's Pippa, right? - Yeah.

Hey, I-I have to pee. Are you okay?

- Totally. - Bye.

Fuck!

- My God, I'm so sorry. - It's fine, it's fine.

- Can I get you a napkin? - No, no, no, it's fine.

- Are you sure? - Hey! Lucy, right?

- Yeah. - Yeah, you're, Evan's friend.

- His girlfriend's friend. - Right.

Okay, that's a firm distinction there.

He's my friend, too.

You were... You were abroad last year?

Yeah, I was, I was in Paris.

- Nice. - Yeah.

Was it kinda sad around here?

- B-Because you were gone? - 'Cause I was gone in Paris.

- Yeah. - It was.

Yeah. My God, i-it's so nice to meet you.

You were the one that I was crying about it.

You were crying?

So, do you speak French?

No. No, I speak English.

Very loudly, apparently.

Very loud in Paris, according to French people.

I always felt like French people were assholes. Is that true?

- Yeah. Yeah. They're... I... - Yeah? Knew it.

Yeah, they're the worst people in the world.

Apart from Americans, they... They're just awful,

but you know what? I bet they'd be nice to you.

Why is that?

Because you speak at an appropriate volume.

That was bad.

That was bad.

Hey, I'm, I'm gonna go find my friends.

- Alright. - I'll see ya.

Bye, Lucy.

So, why does the whole football team hate you?

I broke the quarterback's heart.

He's totally devastated, clearly.

Right, well, I'm sorry.

It's fine. It's totally normal to have a group of 30 guys

just blindly hating you.

Well, you don't seem very hate-able.

Hey, Evan? Can we... Can we talk for just a second?

Really don't think we need to.

Evan, please. Just give me two seconds,

and I will avoid you for the rest of the year. Please.

Come on, can you really not even make eye contact with me?

I...

I-I just wanna make sure

that you're not gonna say anything to Bree.

Of course not.

I love Bree.

I-I do, too.

This feels great, doesn't it?

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Hi.

Hi.

How are you?

I'm good. How are you?

I'm also good.

How was your summer?

It was good.

Yeah, I was in the Hamptons mostly.

That's nice.

I was working in the city.

Good.

With Diana at her dad's... law firm.

- At the firm? That's so great. - Yeah.

You're doing a really good job pretending not to hate me.

I'm not pretending.

Really?

Really.

That's surprising.

Look, we don't... we don't have to talk about any of it, okay?

I'm happy.

Y-You seem happy. It's...

It's fine.

Well, good for you.

Finally found something else to worry about.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Everyone makes mistakes freshman year.

It was good to see you.

Lucy!

I don't, I don't buy it.

I bet you've been thinking about me. All summer.

It doesn't work anymore, Stephen.

It's just I had some issues going on last year that affected my work.

Well, what kind of issues exactly?

Um, personal family stuff.

Did somebody die?

No...

Well, was there some sort of severe injury?

No, but...

Then, I'm afraid I can't make an exception.

Families do tend to exist, as do the issues that come with them,

but we need to get on with things regardless.

So, last term's grade is final, alright?

I'll see you in class.

Look, I'm sorry, but the class is full. You can sign up for next year.

But it's really important that I take it this semester.

Well, then why didn't you sign up for it over the summer when everyone else did?

- But it's really... - The class is full.

You can sign up for it next year.

Y-You're right. I'm so sorry.

I know this was really stupid of me, but...

my parents are going to kill me if I don't take this class.

I'm just, like,

a total fucking disaster. I mean, it's only the first day,

and I keep fucking everything up...

Alright, fine.

I'll add you to the class. Just keep track of your deadlines from now on.

My God, thank you. Thank you! You're such a lifesaver!

I thought we were going to dinner. That was the plan.

No, I know, but it's a favor for Lucy.

She needs me to go with her.

She's... She's scared of her teacher. It's a long story.

I don't get why this is such a big deal. I can meet you afterwards.

It's fine.

Hey, guys.

Bree, what's up? How was your summer?

I'll see you later. I love you.

- Love you, too. - Fuck you, Stephen.

What was the attitude about?

None of Lucy's friends like you, dude. It's pretty inevitable.

No, not her attitude with me. Her attitude with you.

Sense some friction.

Just a stupid argument.

I didn't think you two ever argued.

Yeah, well, she canceled plans.

- Are they important? - That's not the point.

- It doesn't matter. - You can still talk to me.

I'm your friend.

It's just part of a bigger thing.

It's been weird all summer. Like I try and do something nice,

and she says I'm being weird and trying too hard.

So I try and do something else, and she says the same thing.

Well, why are you trying so hard?

I just want her to know I love her.

Okay, doesn't she already know you love her?

Yeah, yeah, I guess...

Never mind.

My God, you cheated.

What the fuck? Why would you say that? What are you talking about?

- But you did, right... Okay, alright. - No! Jesus!

- What the fuck? - Evan, you're a good guy,

but you are a terrible liar.

I know a guilty conscience when I see one, and you have been reeking of shame

ever since you stepped foot on campus. What's going on?

- Okay, yeah, once. Beginning of summer. - Alright.

I feel so sick, man. I've never felt like this before. I just...

It's alright. Hey, calm down. This is... This is okay. This happens.

No, it doesn't. Not to me.

Who was it?

Just some random girl. I was drunk.

I can't even look at Bree.

You know, she thinks I'm such a good guy.

You are a good guy.

You're such a good guy, it grosses me out sometimes.

Just 'cause you did one shitty thing, that doesn't make you bad, right?

Hey, college i-is when you do stupid shit.

You don't have to beat yourself up. It's gonna be okay.

It really is.

Alright, yeah, thanks.

- Thanks. I appreciate that. - Yeah! Of course.

Now, stop being weird to your girlfriend. Alright?

That's all you gotta do.

I've never been in a professor's home before.

- Me neither. - Feels very prestigious of us.

I know, it's so fancy.

- Thank you for coming with me. - Of course.

Well, I think I hurt Evan's feelings canceling on him.

I'm sorry.

Why are you sorry?

No, just that you canceled on him for me.

You should send him a cute text or something.

That's Marianne.

- Wow, she's gorgeous. - I know.

That must be her husband.

You should go talk to her. I'm gonna get a drink.

Okay.

- Yeah... Okay. - Get some fresh air. You behave yourself.

Marianne?

- Hi. - Lucy? Hi. Wow.

- Good to see you. - Yeah, you, too.

Your house is gorgeous.

Thank you.

Yeah, I-I, um, I just wanted to say thank you

for letting me in your class this semester.

I know that I messed up last year, um,

but I-I've really worked through a lotta shit, so... Stuff, sorry.

And how are you doing now?

I'm doing really good.

- Good. Very happy to hear that. - Yeah.

Just relax and have a glass of wine.

Okay.

I'll see you.

Sorry, I didn't realize anyone was out here.

Were you coming out to smoke?

I-I was. Yeah,

but I'll leave you alone.

No, no, if you wanna smoke, smoke. I don't care.

Forgot my cigarettes.

Well, you can have one of mine.

Thanks.

Well, I guess this was gonna happen eventually.

Are you even in Marianne's class?

No, but I'm a fan of Jane Hirshfield.

Who?

Jane Hirshfield?

The poet doing the reading.

The reason this event is happening in the first place.

I see.

Wow, that's nice.

Nice?

I-I'm sorry, wh-why do you think that I owe you niceness?

Actually, the nicest thing I could do right now

is walk away without saying how I really feel.

Look, I'm sorry you got your feelings hurt,

but Stephen and I have a long history

that you were never a part of.

And that's just what it is.

Deep down, you have to know you two weren't right for each other.

I do know that.

I know a lot. Trust me.

That was quite a performance you gave earlier.

With the registrar, your monologue.

I'm not sure what that was. I...

I was just really emotional today.

No, you weren't.

Those weren't real tears. You were putting it on, the whole crying bit.

Come on, be honest.

Well,

I really wanted him to let me in the class,

and he was being a dick about it.

So, I figured...

the easiest way to deal with him was...

to start crying.

Is that a normal tactic for you then?

Acting more helpless than you actually are?

Some men respond better to little girls.

That's very sick.

But probably true.

- So you're in my wife's class? - Yeah.

It was her class I was trying so hard to join.

Well, she'll be exceptionally flattered to hear that.

God, no. Y-You can't...

You can't tell her. That would be so embarrassing.

Okay. I won't.

Well, I should get back in there.

It was very nice talking to you.

What's your name, by the way?

Bree.

I'm Oliver.

Hi.

Hi.

Morning.

Good morning.

You were already asleep when I got in last night.

You love that thing more than me.

Close, yeah.

No, I don't.

I saw Lucy last night.

Did she say anything?

Nothing too interesting.

But, she did try to, like, warn me...

or something.

Warn you about what?

You.

She told me she knows a lot about you

or something.

I think it was her attempt at being cryptic.

Yeah?

That sounds like the kind of dramatic thing she would say.

How did it make you feel?

Turn you on?

Make me sound really mysterious?

So for your first few assignments, I'll pick a universal theme

and ask you to do whatever you like with it.

And for this first week, I asked you to write about loss.

Would anyone like to share their work out loud?

- I'll read mine. - Yes, Caitie?

"She couldn't forgive him for leaving

"because a million times before, he told her he wouldn't.

"She'd left the door open and said he could go.

"He could choose. The world or her.

"He always chose her,

"until his feathers began to fall.

"The sickness was spreading.

"Birds can't live forever.

"Her parakeet was splintering into pieces.

"She left the door open to his cage,

"and he still chose her, but his body was choosing to leave

"one feather at a time.

- Lucy. - "It was choosing to go.

"When he'd chosen mornings as the sun came in,

"glittering green,

"When he'd chosen afternoons,

- And nights..." - Go on, Caitie.

Fuck.

- Hey. - Hey.

What happened in there?

I don't know. I don't know. I...

D-Did Marianne seem weirded out?

- A little bit. - Fuck.

I should talk to her. I should go... I'm gonna go talk to her.

- Okay. - Yeah.

- That's a good idea. - Fuck.

- Thank you. - Good luck.

Marianne?

I-I'm so sorry for running out like that.

I really don't wanna cause any issues this year,

and I don't... I don't know what came over me,

but it's not gonna happen again.

I promise.

I'm sorry.

Lucy.

Yeah?

Come here.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Now you've gotta be honest with me and tell me what's going on with you.

Listen to me.

You and I sat in my office last semester,

listening to your mother giving

a very detailed summary of her sex life,

which in my 20 years of teaching was a first.

So I think we've been through enough awkward moments, you and I.

You can cut the bullshit and tell me what's going on with you.

Last year was weird.

It was.

There's just someone who really pissed me off last year,

and I promised myself that I wouldn't let him get to me.

And I was so happy just not to think of it at all this summer.

But, now that I'm back, it's just...

it's just not as easy.

And I-I'm trying to just rise above it all, I guess.

You can't rise above something if it's eating you up inside, Lucy.

What do you mean?

I mean that sometimes taking the high road is overrated.

Especially if it means bottling everything up

and driving yourself crazy. Look at you.

Yeah. I just wanna throw myself into work.

I-I'm so embarrassed about how I did last year.

Are you looking for some extra credit?

Yeah, of course.

Well, I might have something for you.

- Okay. - I'm writing a book.

- Wow. - Yeah.

It's all very, very exciting for me,

but, you know, I'm one of those bizarre people

who prefer to write everything long-hand.

I just... I don't know.

I just think it's not the same, being at a keyboard. So,

I need someone to transcribe it for me.

Would you be interested?

- Yes. Yeah, that would be amazing. - Really?

- Great! - Okay.

So, you had a meltdown, and she offered you extra credit?

I mean, I managed to laugh and cry within the same 15 seconds,

so she was probably very impressed.

Or just felt extremely sorry for me.

Yep, probably that.

Let's go sit with the hot guy.

For you guys, not for me.

Bree!

Hi!

- Could we sit with you? - Hi.

Yeah, sure. Hey. Hi.

- Hey. - Hi.

How's your guys' day?

Are you high? Are you guys high?

No, no, I j-just had a little bit of a psychotic break.

- Just a little... In the first week? - Yeah, I move quick.

Hey, guys.

Leo, back from China?

No, France.

Lucy, I've been thinking about you a lot lately,

and, I realized I-I owe you an apology.

Okay, I'm really sorry for hurting you so badly last year.

I embarrassed you, like, over and over and over again,

and then you kept forgiving me no matter what.

I'm sure that made you feel terrible about yourself.

I probably eroded any sense of dignity you had.

Th-That's my fault.

The thing is I knew that I was still in love with Diana,

and it was so fucking wrong of me to use you like that.

So deeply shitty of me.

So anyway, I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Okay, see you around.

- Fuck... - What the...

- What the fuck!? - You're right. I am still mad.

And I know you probably love that, but I swear to God, Stephen,

if you keep fucking with me, I will destroy your life.

And you can go tell everyone I wrote the letter.

I don't give a fuck. I will tell everyone what you did in the car that night,

starting with Diana, and I will do it so happily.

Fuck off.

Hey, I'm gonna head out, okay?

Okay. I love you. Thank you for coming.

I'm gonna go, too, actually, yeah.

- Okay. - Okay, congratulations.

You guys are both okay, right?

- Definitely. - Of course.

- I love you. - Love you.

- Okay, bye. - Bye!

You still up?

Hey.

Hey.

- So, was he there? - Yeah.

They were both there.

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