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“Uh-huh.” I laugh. “We can eat them tonight while we brainstorm some ideas.”
“Sounds perfect. Have fun at work.”
“Thanks, text you later.” I hang up and then open up my text thread with Silas.
Ollie:Got an email from Roberts today (finally). Said that I got credit for the internship. Only took him long enough.
Lucky for me, Silas texts right back.
Silas:Babe, that’s awesome!
Ollie:I feel relieved. Now I just have to talk with him about my journey and where I’m headed in the company.
Silas:Got to love those conversations. When is the article being published?
Ollie:A few days he said.
Silas:I’ll look out for it so I can print it and frame it.
Ollie:You know that’s not the first article I’ve written, right?
Silas:Who said framing it was for you? I like to frame everything that has my name on it.
Ollie:Oh my God.
Silas:LOL. Seriously though, you can add it to a scrapbook for us. You know, create one of those so we can look back at how we started.
Ollie:I’ve actually collected a few things for a scrapbook with you in it.
Silas:Really?
Ollie:Yeah, just some things like a napkin from the bar where we first kissed, and pictures we’ve taken, and some pamphlets from the zoo . . .
Silas:Well fuck, babe, that’s really cute. Is there anything I can look at yet?
Ollie:No, it’s just a collection right now, but hopefully, once I catch up on everything, I can put together a little book for us.
Silas:I can help.
Ollie:You’d want to help with my scrapbook?
Silas:Hell yeah. Do you need supplies? I can get you one of those letter-cutting machines.
Ollie:A Cricut? That’s okay. LOL. I like to keep it simple.
Silas:Well, you let me know if that changes. I’d be more than happy to grab some things for you.
Ollie:Thank you. But if you really want to help, then that could be something fun we do together, when of course we’re not fucking.
Silas:Fucking first, then scrapbooking.
Ollie:I feel like we’re becoming so domesticated.
Silas:How do you feel about that?
Ollie:Perfect.
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