"Moving where?"
"Melbourne."
"Melbourne? Ooh, sounds exotic. Wait, where's Melbourne?"
"In Australia."
"Oh, Austra- Australia?
"Yeppers."
"But why? It's so far."
"That's the point."
"But you wouldn't be here anymore."
"Yeah."
"Oh..."
"Hey, it's fine! I have until March next year before I fly down. That's plenty of time!"
"That's...six months."
"Exactly. I mean it's not like we really know each other...we never met. And it's not like we can't talk. We're on the phone, Franklin."
"Yeah but...it'll be different. It'll be expensive to call and we won't be able to do it every day and the timezone would be fucked up."
"That's fine...it's not like we won't be able to talk at all..."
"But who will I talk to at random times every day?"
"You have Jessica."
"Yeah but Jessica's not-"
"Not what?"
"Nothing...it's...nothing. Congrats by the way."
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