We need to talk.
You know I love to party with you. I adore it, and with your brothers and sister being home on summer break, it's been a big wet towel on our escapades. We really haven't had the time to hang mono e mono. Sweetness, I understand, I do.
Your plan, elegant in it's simplicity, is why it went so well for the last couple of nights. It was completely brilliant to scream at the top of your lungs at 3 am, because you knew I'd come to you. Your cheerful "Hi!" and wave as I opened your door... I tip my hat to you ma'am because you know that when you scream like someone is trying to kill you, that I will be there within seconds... and I always will be.
Pineapple, it has to stop. It's not that I don't enjoy the 3 to 4 hours of being
We need to stop getting together in the middle of the night like this.