first text message since i bought both of my tickets
12:34 a.m
me//cade please don't come12:36
c//stop it we've already decided i am coming12:39
me//no you don't understand you're wasting all your hard work12:41
c//shut up and stop being selfish for once. you are my hard work12:45
me//no you shut up! i am only trying to help you! you won't find me when you come here!12:47
c//ya i will. i am working my ass off to find you i am not giving up12:47
me//please no12:48
c//give me one valid reason whyc//and i said valid
12:50
me//fine!me//you want to know why! because i am leaving london when you're coming. i have to fly out and visit someone named quintin on the fifth
me//of may
12:53
c//don't liec//please tell me this is a joke
12:54
me//i am so sorry. i was even thinking of coming back to canada with you to be honest but then i got a text and i have to visit this little boy12:57
c//little boy?12:57
me//ya12:57
c//ohc//where does he live?
12:57
me//doesn't matter. it's nowhere near london i'm travelling by planeme//that's why i have been working extra
12:58
c//breec//i already bought my tickets
c//i promised my parents and teachers that i'd go
c//can we meet up anywhere when we both go back to our original countries on the nineteenth? like maybe i can see you in london for a bit before i have to leave to go back to canada? that is, if you land in london before i leave.
1:00
me// when is your flight?1:00
c//noon1:00
me//i return in the eveningme//so we can't see each other
1:01
c//i can't believe it1:03
me//sorryme//i swear i didn't mean for any of this to happen
1:05
c//i have to get going but please answer one last thing1:06
me//what is it1:09
c//where are you flying to?1:11
me//quintin is my younger cousinme//he's in the hospital
me//i am flying back home cade
1:17
c//oh crap this is screwed up*read {by me} at 1:17 a.m*
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