Spouse, not best friend.

(spoken and written 9.13.7)

Me = Jessie

Kristen = Suitemate (girl who's dorm is connected to mine through bathroom) from New York

Remmington = Boy a few doors down

Remmington: So is Sam coming to the concert tomorrow?

Me: No, he's not a Format fan

Remmington: So what! He's your boyfriend!

Me: No, I told you, we're not dating anymore.

Remmington: I know. Why'd you even break up?

Me: I thought it'd be easier this way. And I plan on dating him in the future, so it's okay. I could marry him. But right now it is okay for us not to be together.

Remmington: You're only 18, you shouldn't be thinking of marriage!

Me: I don't want to get married until I'm like 23 or so.

Remmington: Ha! Funny. (Looks at Kristen who is doing her homework)

Kristen: Haha yeah, the rest of the world doesn't get married until 29 or 30.

Me: I think marriage will be fun. Think about it, living with your best friend. It'd be So fun.

Remmington: But having sex with your best friend??

Me: Sure. Why wouldn't my husband be my best friend? Don't you want your wife to be your best friend?

Remmington: My best friend would be a boy.

Kristen: My best friend would be a girl.

Me: Well sure I have those best friends but my husband will be my best friend too.

Remmington: Friend. Singular. Either a best friend, or someone to have sex with. They can't be the both.

Me: You guys are messed up. I'm done with this conversation. I'm going back to my room. Have fun studying.

I don't get it.

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