I imagine you’re just going out of town for a bit and we’ll go hang out over coffee in a couple of weeks and I’m making you a cake on your next birthday the kind you like with the cream cheese because you don’t like chocolate
Dek and I at the office despedida for her the other day. (And that’s Ian photobombing us.)
See you soon, babe. Remember us when you’re all famous and stuff. One day, we’ll get Sho his litsun.