Hey Clover,

I miss you so much it’s borderline embarrassing. My life has turned into a dull sitcom without its funniest character—seriously, the laugh track has been replaced by awkward silence. It’s like my coffee is missing its caffeine; just sad and a little bitter. How am I supposed to function without your witty comebacks and those ridiculous ties of yours?

Every time I sit down to do something fun, I just end up scrolling through old texts, laughing at how much more entertaining you are than anyone else. It’s getting pretty desperate over here; I might have to start talking to my houseplants, and let’s be real, they’re terrible conversationalists. If you could hurry back and save me from this total boredom, that would be great.

Honestly, your absence is revealing just how much I relied on your chaotic energy. I mean, who knew I’d miss your weird ridiculous ties and nonsensical stories so much? Come back soon before I completely lose my mind!

Hey Diluted,

I miss you so much it’s borderline embarrassing. My life has turned into a dull sitcom without its funniest character—seriously, the laugh track has been replaced by awkward silence. It’s like my coffee is missing its caffeine; just sad and a little bitter. How am I supposed to function without your witty comebacks and those ridiculous ties of yours?

Every time I sit down to do something fun, I just end up scrolling through old texts, laughing at how much more entertaining you are than anyone else. It’s getting pretty desperate over here; I might have to start talking to my houseplants, and let’s be real, they’re terrible conversationalists. If you could hurry back and save me from this total boredom, that would be great.

Honestly, your absence is revealing just how much I relied on your chaotic energy. I mean, who knew I’d miss your weird ridiculous ties and nonsensical stories so much? Come back soon before I completely lose my mind!