Me:No. I told you what I’m thinking about. You.
Wren:Okay. I believe you.
Me:Why can’t I see you before then? Friday?
Wren:You can see me on my bench. Friday night I’m being dragged out for drinks with Natalie, my co-irker. <- not a typo!
Me:Do you not want to go?
Wren:No, I think I do. She’s inviting a couple other girls from Good Music. It’ll be good for me to make friends at work. Natalie’s just...well, I don’t think I get her.
Me:Text me the address of where you’re going.
Wren:Why? So you can stalk me?
Me:Just want to know where you are.
Wren:All right. When Natalie tells me, I’ll text you.
Me:Go to bed, Wren. I’ll see you tomorrow in line.
Wren:You make me smile, Callum Rose. Good night. Xoxo
Me:Night, Little Bird. x