I frickin' love this conversation! Daniel, you're just too god damn infuriating and... *sighs dreamily* perfect.
Sarah, xx
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"I love you."
"Ok. Is that all?"
"I just called to say, I love you."
"Daniel, babe, are you feeling alright?"
"Feeling good."
"Are you just going to recite song titles to me?"
"All night long."
"I didn't particularly like it when you and Echo did this at Emma's wedding. It was weird and really confusing."
"Hakuna Matata."
"Really?"
"..."
"You're running out of song titles now, aren't you?"
"Maybe."
"That's a song title? By who?"
"..."
"Nevermind. Do honestly think you can keep up an entire conversation in song titles?"
"Anything is possible."
"There's something wrong with you."
"Still want you."
"I know you want me, but now I'm questioning whether or not I want you."
"What is love."
"That doesn't even make sense."
"Hurt."
"It's like talking to a parrot, where they give you nonsensical ramblings."
"Blame it on me."
"I shall."
"That don't impress me much."
"It doesn't impress me either."
"Hey now."
"What?"
"Come on, Eileen."
"You are insufferable."
"Sorry seems to be the hardest word."
"You know none of this is making any sense, right?"
"Knowing me, knowing you."
"Why did I ever ask you to marry me?"
"Because of you."
"Well, it'll be because of you that I revoke my proposal."
"Can't go back now."
"Jesus."
"Hey, brother!"
"I'm your fiancée, not your brother."
"Make me smile."
"Really, Daniel?"
"Tiny dancer."
"I'm going now."
"Downtown."
"If downtown is my living room, then yes, I'm going there."
"Leave a light on."
"No, thanks. We're having a Game of Thrones party so the lights need to be off."
"I won't give up."
"Good for you, but I'm giving up now."
"Don't leave."
"Tough. You're going to need to give me a damned good reason not to."
"I just don't know what to do with myself."
"Here's a thought, you can always stop with naming stupid song titles."
"Never gonna give you up."
"You're weird."
"Crazy."
"Yeah, you're that too."
"Hurt."
"Are you even allowed to use the same song title twice."
"The way it was."
"Indeed. I'm hanging up on you know."
"Telephone."
"Exactly."
"End of the day."
"Also the end of the conversation."
"Call yourself a lover."
"Goodbye, Daniel."
"My heart will go on."
"Mhm. Great. Goodbye."
"Rude."
"Good. Bye. Daniel."
"Hallelujah."
"Couldn't have said it better myself."
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