Chapter 31
thirty-one
ENCHANTED LETTERS
the next morning
I’ll keep you updated on the safety net situation. Speaking of which—what’s the most wild thing you’ve ever done?
- L.
The wildest thing I’ve ever done? I once planted a small field of wildflowers for this girl I knew. You?
- Patch
How am I supposed to follow that? A whole field? Did she find out? What did she say? What did she do? I’m going to grab a snack for this story time.
-L
I’m sorry to disappoint your story time, but there’s not a long story. She never found out. But they still grow year after year.
So what about your wild thing?
- Patch
That’s honestly a little heartbreaking. You should tell her, if you have a way to. I can’t imagine someone doing that for me. It’s so romantic. It’s really none of my business though, is it?
Anyway. Wild thing. Um…
I travel a lot for work. So I snuck into a gala once.
-L
That’s all you’re going to give me?
You snuck into a gala? Was it a regatta gala?
-Patch
If you just quoted Friends to me, you’re my new best friend. If not, I’m ashamed to call you a friend and you need to start watching immediately.
And no. It was a real gala. I actually stole a name tag and pretended to be someone else all night.
-L
Was it Barbados? And when you say gala do you really mean paleontologist convention?
It’s okay. Your secret is safe with me.
I hope no pharmacists were harmed by your thievery.
-Patch
Barbados can be lovely, but no. No paleontologist or pharmacists in sight. The only thing that was harmed was my shoe. I broke the heel doing the limbo.
Do you have a favorite comfort show? I feel like I might know this answer already. :)
-L.
I have to address the limbo first. What kind of gala has a limbo? I’ve got questions.
My sisters love Friends. It’s just part of my DNA now. I guess you could say it’s a comfort show.
-Patch
You guess?
Galas don’t have to be fancy. I think it was a rescue of some sort. It’s been a while, so I don’t remember all that well.
Before we can continue this relationship any further, I need to ask a very important question: Team Joey or Team Ross?
-L.
This feels like a trap.
Like a sidewalk lined with giant fire ant piles.
Are you sure there’s not another question of equal importance that’s less dangerous?
-Patch
If I wanted to ask a dangerous question, I’d ask if Ross and Rachel were on a break. Which one would you rather answer?
-L.
You frighten me a little bit.
Fine.
Team Ross. And because I clearly don’t value my life — yes, they were.
- Patch
I’ll give you a chance to explain your answer. Think wisely.
- L.
Which one? I’ll just answer both.
They were on a break, but that didn’t give him permission to go wild.
Team Ross because as much as I love Joey, they weren’t endgame. Maybe if the writer’s put a little more effort into the plot, they could’ve been. There was real potential and if they’d tried harder, my answer might be different .
But based on what we got, here we are.
I do think Ross should’ve gone to Paris with Rachel, but that’s beside the point.
- Patch
That’s… not the answer I expected.
That would’ve changed things, wouldn’t it? If he gave up his career to follow her dreams. I guess, though, when you know, you know.
I was a little disappointed to learn that lobsters don’t actually mate for life. It kind of ruins the moment.
Penguins do, though. Some of them anyway.
-L.