"Oh God," she groans, the sound trailing off into a laugh as she runs her hand over her face. "We were both really high?" she admits, looking well and truly embarrassed by it. Her younger self had a lot of ideas about how to best spend her time, and how to avoid thinking about everything that often went wrong. "I think he made a joke about it, so he wasn't mad. It did kind of ruin the mood, though."
His follow up question is met by an amused look. "How worried are you that I'm going to say '26'?" Because she can sympathize. She'd probably turn tail and run if someone were just months out of that much nonsense. "I'm 35. You?"
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Date: 2025-02-19 05:23 am (UTC)His follow up question is met by an amused look. "How worried are you that I'm going to say '26'?" Because she can sympathize. She'd probably turn tail and run if someone were just months out of that much nonsense. "I'm 35. You?"