ten things you need to know / k. hendricks

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Eleanor

Seven hundred and thirty days since I saw the most nervous you I've ever seen.

You were in my apartment just a few days before you were going back to California to be with your family for a while, and I wanted to ask you why you were so jittery that day. But then you just took a deep breath and said, "Send me back to California with a smile on my face."

I asked you what you meant, and you just chuckled.

(Side note: Jesus, I love your laugh.)

"Be my girlfriend, Eleanor?"

I still don't know why you were so nervous.

But I said yes, which is why I'm writing this.

And the first thing I need you to know is that I'm forever grateful for you and your dorky, nervous self.