"Ross, what's a pashmina?"

Wedding plans. Secret dates. Cake.

Of course, she only wants to hang out with us because "there's nothing else to do." Or at least that's what we joked.

In reality, we're all too busy. Too busy planning weddings or secret dates or flirting because flirting is better than wallowing.

But when there's cake, there's cake.

"I'm going to follow you, friend."

I'll follow you until it all stops. Even if it never does.