Did this horrific picture of me scare you away? I ask after a while. Come on. Pic for pic. Eat dinner, he texts back. Boring. Send nudes. There’s soy sauce in the cabinet if you need it, he texts. When I get back to my phone there’s a text waiting for me from Miles. It’s a very close-up picture of the pasta he’s eating for dinner. Not those kinds of noods! I text him.
OH MY GOD KISS ALREADY
