Page 63 of See You Next Tuesday

Gabe [7:31am]: Is your kitchen on fire

Gabe [7:31am]: I’ll call 911

Anya [7:32am]: No, that would constitute an actual emergency

Anya [7:32am]: Whereas me panicking about what to wear to my first day at HQ most assuredly does not

Anya [7:32am]: And yet I find myself in dire need of government provided assistance!!!

Gabe [7:33am]: You always use such big words when you’re freaking out

Gabe [7:33am]: It’s adorable

Anya [7:33am]: Oh my god shut up

Anya [7:34am]: You talked me into taking this stupid high-power job and I feel like it’s Ohio all over again, like I’m going to show up in heels while everyone else is in jeans and they’re all gonna look at me like I don’t belong there

Gabe [7:35am]: Do you want to wear jeans?

Anya [7:35am]: No I want the staff to take me seriously!!!

Anya [7:35am]: What are you wearing to work today? I’ll wear the same thing

Gabe [7:35am]: I’m wearing a sweater, same as I have every day for the last million years because it’s still so cold here

Gabe [7:36am]: I hate winter

Gabe [7:36am]: (Luckily I look great in knitwear)

Anya [7:36am]: I don’t know why I thought that would be helpful

Anya [7:36am]: Also “knitwear”? Who are you, Yves Saint Laurent?

Gabe [7:37am]: Oui, oui

Gabe [7:37am]: Do you still have those dark jeans? The ones that are sort of trouser-y?

Anya [7:37am]: Yeah?

Gabe [7:37am]: Okay, wear those with boots

Gabe [7:37am]: (With a tall heel, I know you’ll be happy in a tall heel)

Gabe [7:38am]: How cold is it there?

Anya [7:38am]: Low 50s, it’s basically summer

Gabe [7:38am]: That’s still so cold, you smug Chicagoan

Anya [7:38am]: Sucks to be you, thin-blooded Angeleno

Gabe [7:39am]: Just wear those jeans with a button-down and a leather jacket

Anya [7:39am]: I can do that

Anya [7:39am]: Maybe fabric boots so it’s not cow on cow?

Gabe [7:39am]: You’re in Nebraska, isn’t their religion cow on cow?