2020-04-24 - Two years. Today.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Sorry... shit day. Crashing geoffs.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : *at

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : I have a keychain with a sparkly unicorn. There are no more bad days.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : What happened, babe?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Two years today. I should have said something

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : I'm saying it now.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Oh sweetheart...

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Guess you need bro time, but I'm totally there in spirit.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : They decided to fuck with me. Remember me not to be here next year?

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : We'll spend my birthday some where far away.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Wanna tell me what happened, or get a free pass for drowning yourself in alcohol for the night?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Somewhere warm. A beach.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Tiny bikini and lots of unnecessary reapplication of sunscreen.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : I do like it when you rub sunscreen on me, but I'll probably opt for a speedo.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Clearly an American flag one. So I take it that's a no to telling me what happened?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : I'm half in the bag. 2/3s? sorry, the point where math is hard. too many memories today

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Okay, no serious conversation then.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : When I sober up. Promise

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Possibly while bikini shopping

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Best to do that when sober too.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : wait we need to go house shopping

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : So this key is just symbolic? I've been trying every lock in town.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : well not house shopping, but shopping. house.. stuff? No! It's real and in a fake name

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Not fake name, legal thing. Letters. BBC? LSD? something

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Easy Holdings, LLC.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Can I preemptively veto any steel and glass coffee tables?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Please. You see any, fuck it's shit up.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : We're so getting kicked out of every Seattle Crate & Barrel.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : I'm leaving the apartment as is. Tomorrow we can go see the new place?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Maybe just bring some blankets and pillows and camp out? There's a woodstove.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Also my loving husband just sparkle slapped me sober. That's a thing?

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Damn, stealing my schtick.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : And that sounds heavenly.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : how was your day?

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : I spent it showing off my new keychain and vaguely wondering why Alexander and Isabella didn't come to my party, but I've been avoiding them since the Thing.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : The thing?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : And Alexander didn't come to Cowboy night. I might ahve pissed him off at barlympics. it's probably my fault

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : The thing with the guy and the shooting and the drugs

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : oh! oh. I guess I should have asked. Pretty sure Alexander was fine?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Izzy and I have texted a bit? She seemed fine. Maybe they got lost?

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Yes, but I should have checked in on them. I dunno. I feel like an ostrich. Keeping my head in the sand.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : More like keeping your head above water. You're doing just fine babe

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Maybe I'll try to reach out tomorrow. I know I didn't visit her when she was in the hospital. But that's because I'd heal her, and then our friends would've tackled me.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : truth

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : So did your sparkle slap leave you with a hangover, or are you hair of the dogging it already?

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : I felt fine? Like I never started drinking? At his place now, switching to beer.

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Just be careful. Spoon your husband for me.

(TXT to Bennie) Easton : Will do. Love you

(TXT to Easton) Bennie : Love you too, boo.