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PHONING MR. RIGHT

M ay 4th, Sunday, 11:52 a.m.

SHILOH: Hey, do you want to grab lunch? I heard they’re serving sesame tempura shrimp.

FULTON: …

SHILOH: Ful?

FULTON: Hey! Sorry, I was partially drowning in the ocean. Yeah, I’d love to grab lunch.

SHILOH: You were what ?

FULTON: Oh, don’t worry. Nothing bad happened.

SHILOH: Um, consider me extremely worried.

FULTON: I wanted it to be a surprise, but I got you something.

SHILOH: Ful, we’ve been over this. You can’t take hermit crabs from their natural habitat. No matter how cute they are.

FULTON: What? No! I would never. I took a clam instead.

SHILOH: Excuse me?

FULTON: In my defense, it was already dead when I found it. So, I decided to crack open the shell to see if anything was inside, and…

SHILOH: ?

FULTON: I contacted a jeweler here and asked if there was any way he could fashion the pearl into a necklace.

SHILOH: A pearl? A necklace?

FULTON: For you.

SHILOH: For me?

FULTON: You ask a lot of questions.

SHILOH: This is serious, Fulton! You didn’t have to go through all that trouble for me.

FULTON: Sunshine, this is barely scratching the surface of trouble I’d go through for you. Plus, I thought you might like it better than those tacky gift shop necklaces.

SHILOH: I don’t know what to say. That’s so sweet, but I couldn’t possibly…

FULTON: If your next text consists of the words “accept it,” I’m going to lose my mind.

SHILOH: Has anyone ever told you how incredible you are?

FULTON: Maybe a few times, but I wouldn’t mind hearing it again. Especially when it’s coming from you. *red heart emoji*