“Hey,” he says tiredly. “Hey,” Eli says, sounding perfectly rational. “You’re really cute.” Alex sits up from where he’s slouched over. “Oh my god,” he says. “Do you know who I am? Do you remember me? Eli squints at him. A little judgmentally, honestly. “Yes?” Alex can’t decide if he wants to laugh or cry. “Okay. That’s good. I was worried maybe you had amnesia or something.” “Well, that’s dumb,” Eli says, slurring the ‘s’ a little. “You’d be cute whether I remembered your stupid face or not. I do though. So don’t worry about that. Why are you worried about that?”
Aww
