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That’s why I’m here for you, dear.

Well, you texted me “WINE” in all caps with four…exclamation points and three wine glass emojis. So naturally I picked up bourbon.

this is why you will be my partner for life. Bourbon was exactly what I needed.

Hey, I wrote you letters the first year, you didn’t write back. 

I’m sorry, I get why your mad. It was just easier being away from everything at the time. I’m here now. 

I never got the letters. Or I would have.

Come. We drink.

Life is so much simpler with my fake husband.

Why, if it isn’t my dear sister in law. Come here. Give me a hug or a smooch, don’t care which.

For you? A smooch. As long as you’ve brushed your teeth since last seeing my brother.

I have this weird feeling that you’re not.

I’ve been busy. It’s hard.

Julie? Tell me more.

I’m fine. I just needed to vent it.

I feel that. But it’s summer and people are--I don’t know maybe looking to mingle or something?

Do you want me to fight him for your or something? I’m a little out of my league here.

I’m not getting any right now anyway.

That’s my job! Feathers!

No, it’s fine. I’m fine. It’s all fine. I’m over it.

WHAT. Mikey, you gotta get on one of those fun apps.

Sometimes, but not really? It really depends- 

Okay your mad- will it make you feel better that I’m here to finish school? 

Not in five years?

I’m not mad I’m just....it was five years Tuck. Five years of just...nothing.

… Wanna tell me how you really feel?

Kinky. Wait, every week?! Rude!

I wasted so much time in high school pining over him...I’m fine. I’m fucking ZEN.

For YOU. You perv.

I was in the army, it’s not like I wanted to-

You’re right. I’m sorry. But I’m here now and chose NY.. Want me to buy you a drink? 

They don’t have phone calls? Letters? Leave? Nothing?

I ran into Tucker. He made me feel bad for not checking in regularly. Like I’m supposed to be some big brother or something.

Thanks. I hate it.

Oh yeah. THAT Tucker. The one who just vanishes into thin air and then returns like everything is supposed to be fine or whatever. That the past five years just didn’t happen? That like---we were maybe a thing and then he fucking peaced before we could just---ahh.

I’m fine. I’m fine. Anyway, here you are checking in. I should probably also try and check in with you too though. I call Jay like-every week.

I mean---I’m sure you’re correct. But how.

Surprise? 

Happy to see you too? 

...I clearly must have had more wine than I thought.