Leo: It mattered and you turned it into one of your bullshit stories. I’m surprised you didn’t give yourself a cupcake shop Me: Leo you’re the one who left Leo: I was coming back A thousand replies run through my mind: Have you been in traffic for seven months? Were you incarcerated? Sidetracked? Sleepy? Goofy? Before I’ve chosen one, he texts: Leo: Forget it. I’m glad you’re happy. Go back to sleep.
