I just thought about the time we were at a Mollu party and I had to help you get your tight black jeans off in the bathroom so we could go swim. Or was it after we were already soaking wet from swimming? Anyway, I thought, that is real friendship right there. Friends who will stick it out — through a spray from the toilet hose or a retalliation drink splashed in the face. Missing you, my friend.
Merry Christmas Eve.
Also, listen to this.
