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Hi Thea. Thanks for letting me know.
Thea
I’m not making this up
I didn’t say you were.
Thea
Oh no
Are you one of those people that always texts in complete sentences?
Now I can’t help but laugh. I know Thea is younger than me, but damn she knows how to make me feel old.
Maybe. I think punctuation is important. Is that a problem?
Thea
Do you ever use emojis?
No. :)
Thea
How old are you anyway…
I’ll go ask Ben
I type three different responses, trying and failing to come up with something witty to say in response.
Thea
THIRTY?!
That means you were seven when I was born
When you graduated high school, I was ELEVEN
Do you have any gray hairs?
I thought you weren’t feeling well.
“Mr. B! Who got you smiling like that?” Honestly, I totally forgot my students were in here working on their project.
Quickly, I adopt a frown. “I’m not smiling.”
Another student pipes up. “I don’t think we’ve ever seen your real smile until now!”
Just then, my phone buzzes again, this time with an incoming picture. I cover my mouth to hide the obvious curl of my lips from my nosey students. I swipe the phone open to reveal a picture of Thea, her eyes peeking out over the top of a comforter, messy golden hair flowing across the pillow case. Her eyes look tired, sure, but she is a goddess.
I’ll drop by after school.
I ran by the pharmacy on the way to Thea’s apartment and acquired several different kinds of medicine. I didn’t even ask what was wrong earlier.
This woman fries my brain, in the best way.
My hand comes up to knock right as the door swings open. At first, my eyes meet empty air, but when my head tilts down I see a spunky four-year-old bouncing on her toes.
