What? They’re actually gross. Unlike cereal
Have you actually tried them? Like really tried them?
They’re soggy and uninspired
Soggy and uninspired
Are you a judge on a cooking show?
They have no taste
Not mine. Mine are amazing
So whenever we get to meet, you’re going to make them for me?
Yes
If we’re trying things, I’m bringing you cereal
I walked into that
New message from Music City Matches user CatsRCool at 11:41pm
CatsRCool
Tell me something you love
TheFriendlyGhost
These conversations with you
Tell me something you love
These conversations with you
New message from Music City Matches user TheFriendlyGhost at 9:42am
TheFriendlyGhost
I want to meet you.
Please.
Quinn?
Bella?
{Draft} CatsRCool: I don’t know. I don’t want you to meet me and hate me because I never told you who I was. I want to meet you more than anything because messaging with you these last few months has kept me from completely losing it. Music used to be my escape, and now it’s you. You’ve kept me together and all I want to do is meet you. Even though I know who you are, Casper.
{Draft} CatsRCool: Jasper Hayes. Starting forward for the Nashville Knights. I used to watch you play hockey with my brother before everything in my life went up in flames.
{Draft} CatsRCool: I hate that I know you hate hockey. I’ve watched you play now. Since knowing who you are. I can see it in your eyes. The way you’re tired. The way you’ve lost your love of the game.
{Draft} CatsRCool: Because it wasn’t always like this. You used to have the same passion for your sport like I did for music.
{Draft} CatsRCool: Before everything good was sucked away.
{Draft} CatsRCool: And what we have now, Jasper, is good.
