Sam:I’m not.
Sam:Stop calling.
Sam:Oh my god, fine. But I draw the line at Facetiming.
Cooper to Sam:That was fun last night.
Cooper:You know what? Don’t answer. I have a lot to do today and I don’t need any distractions.
Cooper:Screw it. I’m already picturing it again.
Cooper:What time do you get home tonight?
Sam:Not sure. Work is kicking my ass.
Cooper:Call me.
Sam:It might not be until late.
Cooper:Call me.
Sam to Cooper:I just faceplanted into my keyboard. I’m so tired. I blame you.
Cooper:It wasn’t my idea to stay up until four talking.
Sam:Well, it sure as hell wasn’t mine.
Cooper:At least you got to sleep in. My alarm goes off at dawn, remember? I can’t ride for shit right now.
Sam:Same time tonight?
Cooper:Done.
Cooper to Sam:You free?
Sam:Give me twenty minutes.
Sam to Cooper:You back from dinner with your dad yet? I snuck out early.
Cooper:Thank fuck. I’ve been waiting for your text.
Cooper to Sam:You around?
Cooper:You know what? I’m just going to call you. Pick up if you can. If not, call me later.
Cooper to Sam:You sounded stressed last night. Everything okay?
Sam:I’m not stressed anymore. Wink wink.
Cooper:I’m serious, Sam.
Sam:So am I. It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it. I’ll call you later.
Cooper:I’ll answer.
Sam to Cooper:Shit, sorry! I can’t believe I fucking fell asleep.
Cooper:You don’t need to apologize. It was worth it to me just to hear you breathe.
