idk how many variations of the christmas sermon pastors can give, I text you.
Aren’t you in church with your family right now? Stop texting, you heretic, you text back immediately. I start typing back a reply, my phone tucked under my coat in my lap, but you follow that with, How do you make your French toast?, and I have to stifle a laugh.
You make good French toast.
why thank you
And, seeing as you’re in LA, I thought I’d make some myself.
wtf! can’t you cook FOR ME when i’m around instead?!
Maybe if you give me your damn recipe, I can practice for when you come back.
you’re such a liar.
It’s not my fault you can cook, so I don’t need to.
:D recipe, please.
fine! idk what’s so special about it, though — it’s just eggs, milk, vanilla, and cinnamon.
Lol yes I knew there was bread involved.
idk how am i supposed to know that.
Haha love you, too, stop texting in church.