All Navy’d.
Congrats, Puckerman.
Likewise. Even though, ya picked the Marines. Haha
Why am I not as excited as I should be?
Because you’re worrying about unimportant things! Nice apartments, New York City! It’s awesome. It’s New York! Broadway and…. Broadway!
Never thought I would get to a point where I didn’t want to graduate.
….Huh.
Will report if I’m still alive tomorrow.
How’d it go?
It…went.
I’m pretty sure her dad likes me, but her pops… not so much. He kept giving me the “I know you slept with my daughter” stare.
Alright. I guess we could do some non-sexual calorie-burning activities.
Do you? I mean, I’m not trying to talk to you out of this or anything, but… Whether or not, I go to Afghanistan, I will be going somewhere where my main focus will be disarming things that explode. And while, I’m going to know what I’m doing, that doesn’t mean it still isn’t dangerous. And you’re going to be trying to get into a career that has its own stressful things. I don’t want your chances of succeeding to be compromised because of your relationship with me.
I’ll make a deal with you. We do some non-sexual calorie-burning activities first, and then maybe after a shower we can think about doing other things.
I do know. I’m well aware of the dangers you’ll be facing, and yes I will worry and I will miss you. But I love you, and I’ll have work and Kurt and hell, baby, I’ll join a support group if I need to. We can do this.
Deal. As long as the shower is together.
Alright. As long as you’re sure.
