Page 73 of Text Me Baby One More Time

Denver:No way!

Shepard:Best. Christmas. Ever. (Unless I end up hating you.)

Denver:I doubt it.

Denver:You’re, uh, you’re kind of my best friend, Shep.

Shepard:You’re kind of my best friend too. I don’t call you Bucky for nothing.

Denver:Bucky and Cap were totally lovers, not besties.

Shepard:So you’re saying you want to bang me?

Denver:OMG. No.

Denver:Merry Christmas, Captain.

Shepard:Merry Christmas, Bucky.

Shepard:We’ll come back to that banging thing later.

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Denver:It’s almost midnight on the east coast.

Shepard:Wow. Thanks for telling me. All of our clocks actually stopped working.

Denver:Smartass.

Denver:I was telling you that because being honest is my New Year’s resolution and I have something I’d like to confess.

Shepard:Of course you’re one of those people who believe in NY resolutions. Of course you are.

Denver:Shut up.

Shepard:Sorry (not). Confess away. I’m all ears.

Denver:I’m not going to pussyfoot around it like you did.

Shepard:I don’t know…this feels like pussyfooting to me.

Denver:I like you too.

Shepard:I know you do.

Denver:UGH. That is NOT the right response, Shepard!

Shepard:Oh, I’m sorry. Let me act surprised then.

Shepard:Golly gee, I had NO idea. Wow. I’m SO flattered.

Denver:I lied. I hate you again.

Shepard:You could never hate me.

Shepard:So what are we going to do about this mutual attraction?

Denver:What can we do? We live over two thousand miles apart.

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