He's gone. Thank fucking God.
What the fuck…
…is going on?
- Had a good date. - Who'd you have?
Matthew.
He talked about, like, asking my dad.
And if he can't do that, we can leave.
I was like, "I'm fine with that. I'll leave too."
I mean, it was a great date.
Words are nice, right? But, like, I need action.
He did talk about action, he was like,
"Do you need to draw me a map so I could come get you?"
I don't wanna get excited. You know what I mean?