How much you wanna bet
You're going to be sitting next to that guy
With the douchebag sunglasses
On the plane?
Douchebag sunglasses
Is probably going to hit on you
Slightly lowering
His db glasses
And say something like--
'Hey, have you ever been to Morocco?'
I bet he goes to Brown
I bet he goes to Brown and majors in something
That sounds impressive
But isn't a real thing
Like--Biothermalnucleartranseconomics
Oh, and he writes on the side
He's working on the Great American Novel
And it'll be about a young man
Who bears a striking resemblance
To Holden Caulfield
From 'The Catcher in the Rye'
A section of his novel
Will be in The New Yorker
And you will marry this man
And live a wonderful New York life
Reading the copy of The New Yorker that he's in
Over and over again
Ha
Don't get on the plane
No, not because of Douchebag sunglasses
But because...
First of all, this is so dramatic
I mean who takes a plane to New York?
It's four hours away
Typical Rhode Islander
You can't go more than twenty minutes
Outside of the state
Without needing luggage
This would be easier
If I had a ride somewhere
To convince you
But I don't
So here's my next best option
You want to get married?
Look, I know you didn't just come back
To visit some apartment we used to live in
And experience pizza strips one last time
You can back to see if I got my shit together
Well, I did
I got it together
Just not all the way together yet
But I'm not willing to wait until that happens
Until I get you back
Look, I don't blame you for leaving
The first time
But if you leave now
I don't know if I can forgive you
Because I'm here, you know?
I'm here
And I'm telling you
I'm good
I'm not great
Not yet
But I'm good
And with time
I'll get better
But I want you here with me
Okay?
So marry me
Or don't
Just don't get on the plane
Maybe it's just four hours
But it's four hours farther
Than I want to be from you
Let's get your luggage
And go back to my place
And start something
Something we didn't have before
Stop going back to places we used to live
And just live somewhere now
It's gotta be now
It has to be
It all has to be now
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