Andrew:The first person who can’t come up with a response loses. Longer than a minute to respond, that’s the forfeit.
Lauren: Fine, but I get to pick the topic.
Andrew: By all means.
Lauren: The human body.
Andrew:…sorry. I passed out there for a second.
Lauren:Not like, inappropriate stuff. I figure as a medical professional I’ll win this one easy.
Andrew: Try me.
Lauren: Am I starting?
Andrew: Sure, go a-head.
Lauren: You think you’re so humerus.
Andrew:I’m better than all the wrist.
Lauren:I knee-d you to take it up a notch.
Andrew:Whatever. I toed you I’m good at this.
Lauren:Psoas I was saying…
Andrew: (I don’t know what that is but I’ll trust it’s a real thing) You sure can de-liver a line.
Lauren:That one was hard to stomach.
Andrew:I got your back.
Lauren: Hip-hip hooray!
Andrew: I heart-ly think that counts.
Lauren: I need to win this but urine my way.
Andrew:Eye will escort you into the house after I win.
Lauren:Whoa, don’t ovary-act.
Andrew: Come on. We be-lung together.
Lauren froze. She read the text again. We belong together? Her heart skipped a beat and she told it to stop being stupid.
Andrew:TIME
Andrew: I WIN
He texted an address only ten minutes from Lauren’s house.
Andrew: See you soon
Barbara Streisand.
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