Really what?

really. this. I guess. Though I guess this means we get to talk to each other more.

If you have a better idea, I'm open to it,

other than actually seeing each other? ...no, not really.

That's that then, until Houston get teleporting figured out.

well tell him to hurry up.

I can't do that without sacrificing advances in medicine.

...damn.

Just be patient. It'll probably only take a couple of decades.

*only* a couple of decades?

A decade isn't that long. Two doesn't make much difference.

hm. maybe. I hate waiting though.

We can find other ways to entertain ourselves in the meantime.

I guess so.

You guess so? What, you'd rather come over here and watch paint dry with me?

well actually I'd like for you to come here so we can have some other fun~

I was wondering when you would bring up sex. Took longer than I expected.

And we'll see.

you say that like me bringing it up is a bad thing.

I didn't say that. I just said I was surprised you didn't bring it up sooner.

...but keep in mind, internet. Nothing is ever really private, nothing is ever really deleted. Or so Houston says anyway, but he keeps

being a dumbass.

...so what, you telling me I'm supposed to pretend to hate you on here too, just because "nothing is ever really private?" B|

Well, I didn't mean that. Just...be careful, okay? I mean, I love you, but I don't want anyone stalking you over the internet because you

posted where we were gonna meet, or something.

trust me, if anyone starts stalking me, I'll get rid of them. I have my ways.

... You and your "guys" aside, I'd rather not have it happen at all.

well...you know, just saying that if it happens, we don't need to worry

...Let's not have it happen at all. We can talk on the phone when we make plans and use this stuff for.... Other things, I guess.