“You just agreed to come with me, even though you don’t even know what this is about?” “Yeah.” He meets my gaze and sends me a small smile. “You’ll be there.” “I’ll also be there if it turns out I’m inviting you to a cannibal convention.” He stops and widens his eyes. “Hold the phone. You’re telling me you got tickets to Peeps for Meats? Being in this relationship has finally paid off!” “Is that a real thing? Because if it’s not, it’s disturbing how quickly you came up with that name.”
