Oh, Danny Boy.

[text] Nothing to thank me for. Just hoped you’d be happy...

[text] Happy birthday, my love...

[text] Sufficient proof I’m not in there? [text] Um... Caleb sprayed it with that cologne Paul always wore. Just so you’re not caught off guard.

[text] You told me you used to steal it. I thought, if we could track it down... it would be a cool present. Caleb found it. It was this long thing, but basically... a friend of Van Der Beek’s bought it at an auction thing. And Caleb and I bought it from him.

[text] Caleb helped me find Paul’s letterman from Varsity...

[text] Because I’m scared you’re gonna get emotional and I know you hate me seeing that.

[text] I’m ten minutes away, at set. I could spoil the surprise if you want, to assure you I’m not there?

[text] Happy birthday, love of my life. I will be done at work soon so I can come home and spoil you... so don’t get too excited about me being gone. There’s a surprise for you in our closet. 😍😍😍💜💜😘😘

[text] Be home in ten, then.

[text] Right, then. [text] Everything okay?

[text] I can handle doing the shopping, babe...

[text] Do we need anything? I should have checked the list before I left for base, but I was a little too excited to be able to go back to training.

[text] Trust, hmm? Not rushing anything. I stopped for food, but I should be home soon.

[text] Don't wanna get cocky, but guess who drove to AND from base, without having any issues? [text] It was just in the Camaro, but... it's a start, right? [text] Maybe, if I pass the driver's test next month, I can look into getting a new truck.

[text] No rush. I love you.

[text] I wanted to thank you, you know? For having my back and for telling it to me straight when I was asking about it. We sort of bonded over being in the same situation and I was so happy when you and your boy sorted shit, and I just... I appreciate the way you kept me on right when I was freaking, you know? Your showrunner might be a fool, but I am really grateful for getting to have a homie like you in my corner. So, thank you, Scotty. You're sort of the greatest, baby.

[text] Mmm... good. I'll get it started.