“wyatt’s like. my ride or fucking die, you know? he’s the best person i know. best at being beer pong partners with me. best alpha sig for sure. best smile too. and hair. and eyes. and laugh. and best at soccer. and best dog dad. and best best friend. we’re best fucking friends forever, okay? forever til the fuckin’ end. i’m being for real. he really loves his beer also, did you know?”

RYVER: wyatt i think i’m dyNGRYVER: there’s a really cte kitten outside in the rainRYVER: and i haev to have it and u have to hlp me

allison: how will i ever trust you w my son again

Last text sent from my muse to yours: “please bring tequila if u want me to be a happy girl”

“i never expected to be giving this toast, because i never expected wyatt to be getting married. you can laugh, but i’m being serious. anyways-- i’m glad i am, though, because it gives me the opportunity to say what i’ve always thought about you. wyatt rhodes, you are one of my best friends, and i am so lucky to have met you. we’ve been around the world and around campus; i’ve been to your games, and you’ve been at my side whenever i’ve needed you to be. i don’t know anyone else who makes me laugh as hard, and trusts me enough to go along with whatever crazy plan or idea comes into my head. likewise, i can’t believe some of the messes we’ve gotten ourselves into. i think if you had told either of us so long ago that we’d be where we are today, we would have laughed. it’s been a crazy ride, a wild ride, and i can’t believe that we’re here now. but i’m glad we are, because through it all, we were just trying to find a good time and some happiness. i’m happy you have found it here. here’s to you-- my partner in crime-- and your big day. i’ll always be around to bail you out if you don’t want to call her, which, translated, means i’ve always got your back, and some beers for game night. here’s to retreating to the man cave & your biggest adventure yet,” allison smiled. love you, she mouthed as everyone laughed and clapped.