Belle | Princeton
I wasn't drunk when I asked you to marry me.
Come on now, P., we haven't even dated.
I heard people who date tell each other the brand of their underwear.
Victoria's Secret. Am I making you hot and bothered?
Fruit of the Loom. And yes, possibly.
So, are we dating now?
No. I lied. I actually need to know the color too.
Shut up. They're white. And lacy.
Oh.
Nah, I'm joking. I'm not wearing any.
...
I'm wearing boxers.
OH MY LORD, BELLE MACOMBER, STOP THAT DIRTY LANGUAGE OR I'LL EXPLODE.
Have you changed much since we last saw each other?
Princeton?
You there?
I heard a bang.
Hello?
Belle. I need to tell you something. You know how you keep hearing those bangs? Well, it's my dad. And he keeps...
P.! You're breaking up! Is everything okay?
Belle, my dad just slammed...
...
Call 911. Please, Belle, now! The address is...
No!
