“Yeah. I want someone who knows everything there is to know about me, and I want to know everything about them. I want to be able to say one out-of-context comment to someone and they get what it means and they laugh and it’s just some stupid joke from like eleven years ago that means nothing to anyone else.” The corner of my lip twitched up. “Like, ‘Come On Eileen’?” “Yes!” She jabbed a finger at me. “‘Come On Eileen’ is exactly it. I want a lifetime of that.
