"He-"

"You didn't have to make me cry."

"I did?"

"Your stupid voicemail did. You can't just say all that shit and expect me not to cry."

"I'll try to only make you smile from now on."

"You'd better."

"So I was thinking we could make some plans for this summer, because I have some pretty good ideas."

"I'll decide if they are actually good."

"Hey! Anyway, I was thinking when you get here, I'll take you to the beach. We can walk there for hours and we can swim too if it gets too hot. Then in the evening we'll make a bonfire and I'll play you all of your favourite songs."

"Will you sing too?"

"Depends on how much beer I've had."

"I'll make sure you have plenty. I need to hear you sing at least once. Also if we're going to make a bonfire, we have to make s'mores."

"Of course you're talking about food again. But sure."

"I also haven't forgotten about the ice-cream you promised."

"I didn't think you would. Back to my amazing plans. You'll sleep in my room, so it's like all the sleepovers we had when we were little. And we can watch all your favourite movies, while snuggling under a blanket together and you eating popcorn. We can stay up way too late and wake up way too late."

"It all sounds so amazing. I'm afraid I'll never leave."

"Don't worry, I'll make you. But there's more. You'll have to meet my friends, because they've been wanting to meet the girl I'm constantly on the phone with. They think we're practically married right now."

"Did you just forget our wedding?"

"I wouldn't dare."

"But seriously, they sound nice. I'd like to meet them."

"Yeah, most of them are really awesome."

"I'm looking forward to it, Finn. I can't wait until summer."

"Me neither."

"Also, sorry for earlier. I shouldn't have hung up."

"It's okay."

"Thank you though. For not giving up on me. I would've."

"I never will."

"We'll call tomorrow?"

"Probably, yeah."

"Bye, Finn."

"Bye, El."