EMILY
It was clear as day that he had missed me too, but someone should've given this guy a script to follow because his words were as muddled as a jigsaw puzzle in a tumble dryer. He stumbled through his speech, his voice more garbled than a '90s dial-up modem.
I loved how after we put behind us the awkwardness of that night, we immediately began to chat as though nothing ever happened. He soon began rambling on about the 'love triangle' Elvis and Jonathan found themselves in, and I couldn't help but chuckle to myself.
Apparently, Elvis spilled the beans that Jonathan and I were now thick as thieves, hence Nolan talking to me about their issue.
"Ah, so that's why he came creeping out of the woodwork?" I quipped, sitting on my couch with my legs curled up like a zen master in meditati
