Once again, spacing out on sensation

And like that, she’s back. More importantly, we’re back.

Young Allie: You arrogant son of a bitch.
Young Noah: Would you just stay with me?
Young Allie: Stay with you? What for? Look at us, we’re already fightin’
Young Noah: Well that’s what we do, we fight… You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are, 99% of the time. I’m not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, then you’re back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing.
Young Allie: So what?
Young Noah: So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now? What’s it look like? If it’s with him, go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again. If I thought that’s what you really wanted. But don’t you take the easy way out.

9 comments on Once again, spacing out on sensation

  1. Yea, was kind of wondering with all the facebook shiftiness that was going on.

    Huzzah and congrats, Steve. Yayfor.

    1. “facebook shiftiness” is the greatest phrase ever.

      But yes, huzzah and etc. DOES THIS MEAN WE WILL AT SOME POINT MEET HER? Or do I just get a wedding invite and go “huh, finally.”

      1. All you have to do is say the word. And, you know, get your butt over here to New York (or in a few months, Boston).

        1. Boston! Boston!

          Dude, there is a large cannon and a disembodied head on the Boston waterfront. No reason for it. Just, erm, there.

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