Chapter 8 Adam
Currently playing: Starfish and Coffee by Prince
Unknown number:Hiya, sailor.
Who is this?
Unknown number: guess.
no.
Unknown number: I should have known you were a stick-in-the-mud. Layla said you were grumpy, but I chose not to believe it, considering how much fun we had the other night.
Rachel?
Unknown number:That’s me :)
How did you get my number?
Rachel: Layla’s phone doesn’t have a lock. She said you were who knows where saving lives. Thought you might like some company.
This is company?
Rachel:You tell me, sailor.
You know I’m in the Air Force, right? I’m not a sailor of any kind.
Rachel:Potato, potahto. Pot, kettle.
No. Not at all.
Rachel:You’re still a sailor in my mind when I picture you steering ships and jumping out of them to save drowning people from sharks.
That is not even close to what I do. At all, actually. It’s kind of concerning you would think that.
Rachel:So, what’s your night like tonight?
Thrilling. Lying in bed since all the guys wanted to go out.
Rachel: And you didn’t?
I don’t really like going out.
Rachel:But you were out the other night with me.
Coincidence.
Rachel: Ooh, so I am special, then?
Lucky you.
Rachel:Careful now, grandpa. One might think you were flirting.
I’m not.
Rachel:Mmm, we’ll see.
What are you doing tonight?
Rachel: Currently working on a sourdough starter with George Michael.
Boyfriend?
Rachel: I wish you could hear the laugh I just let out.
Rachel: No, George Michael is not my boyfriend, sadly.
So why is he making bread with you at ten at night?
Rachel:Oh, this is so sad. You’re old enough to know better by now, Adam.
I looked him up. I get it now. You didn’t have to say it like that.
Rachel:And miss this whole conversation? No, that was beautiful.
No.
Rachel: So now that you have my number, we can be friends, right?
No.
Rachel:You have a terribly wicked sense of humor. So you can give me your elderly advice now, right?
That’s about all I can give you.
Rachel:Not true. You gave a lot more than that the other night.
Who even are you?
Rachel:Rachel. Did we not already go over this? Geez, the old-man brain is kicking in early, huh?
Good night.
Rachel: Just remember to turn on your CPAP.