“How did you remember?” “Oh. Um, you mentioned it the first time I came to your apartment. Before the smoke alarm went off,” I say. “You lit up when you told me about it, but you shrugged it off like it was no big deal. Like you were embarrassed to show me your excitement. I could tell it was important to you, though. I told myself I was going to find a way to get you that set if it was the last thing I did. Everyone deserves things that make us happy, Reid, and I like to see you happy.”
