Page 152 of Text Me Baby One More Time

Denver:Okay. You have my attention.

Shepard:Thank fuck.

Shepard:It was Steve, wasn’t it?

Denver:Duh.

Shepard:Do you know how many dick pics I got? So. Many. I never want to look at another penis again.

Denver:Do you do that a lot? Look at penises?

Shepard:Well hell, I walked right into that one, didn’t I?

Shepard:I meant, like, my own. I don’t even want to look at my own penis.

Denver:Your poor, poor three inches.

Shepard:I miss you.

Denver:I know you do.

Shepard:This is when you say, “I miss you too, Shep.”

Denver:Oh, it is?

Denver:Fine. I miss you too, Shep. A lot.

Shepard:Are you still pissed at me?

Denver:Yes.

Denver:But I don’t think that’s going to go away soon. I think I’m going to be mad for some time, and that’s okay. It doesn’t mean I can push all the other feelings I have toward you away too.

Shepard:I meant every word I said in the paper.

Denver:I believe you.

Denver:How did you know I’d even see it?

Shepard:Um, because you WORK at the paper. Duh.

Denver:You do know I don’t read the entire thing, right?

Shepard:You don’t?

Denver:No. Blew Allie’s mind too.

Shepard:Is she how you found out about it then?

Denver:Yes. She reads it for the missed connections crap. She has me addicted to them now too.

Shepard:I could kiss Allie right now.

Denver:Can you please stop trying to make out with my best friend?

Shepard:I would if I had someone else to make out with…*wink*

Denver:The winking was redundant. I totally got that you were talking about yourself.

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