italics ~ elliot
bold ~ carter
tuesday april 24th 4:09 am est
carter: ok are you ready for the best question you'll ever be asked
elliot: no, but i'm ready for you to disapoint me
carter: wounded
elliot: sucks
elliot: ten bucks you googled good questions to ask
carter: fuck
carter: fine
elliot: spit it out
carter: your answer to this question will make or break our friendship
elliot: ohh i'm so fucking scared
carter: will you calm down with the sarcasm for five seconds
elliot: sarcasm? never heard of her
carter: mhmm
carter: dogs or cats
elliot: is that even a question?
elliot: woof woof bitch
carter: i knew i liked you
elliot: i mean it's hard not to
carter: sure, believe whatever helps you sleep at night
elliot: i thought we already established that i can't sleep
elliot: how much longer are you at the airport?
carter: an hour or two
carter: why?
elliot: call me?
carter's face lit up with a grin.
so did elliot's.
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Subway Cars & Lonely Hearts
Short Storyin which a college student accidentally leaves her journal on the subway and a hollywood star contacts the number inside.
