Mia Sheridan

there's no you, nothing else matters.

and continued to call to Phoebe who apparently thought I could kiss her little doggie ass as much as she was listening to me.

After a minute, he held the pad up:
I DIDN'T TELL YOU I WAS DEAF.
I paused. "No, you didn't," I said softly. "But you can't speak?"
He looked at me and then brought the pad up and wrote for half a minute and then turned it toward me:
I CAN SPEAK. I JUST LIKE TO SHOW OFF MY NICE PENMANSHIP.

When I got home, I let Phoebe outside to do her business.

So, Archer, I brought something with me, but before I show you, I just want you to know that if you don't like the idea… or… just want to say no to me, I'll completely understand.
He raised an eyebrow. This sounds scary.
I breathed out a small laugh. No… just… well, let me show you. I went over to the small bag I had brought and pulled out my scissors.
Archer looked at them warily.
I thought you might want a haircut, I said, and then hurried on, but if you don't, that's okay too. I'm not saying you need one, but, well, you need one. But I can also just take off a little–more like a trim.
He smiled a slightly embarrassed smile and put his hand on the back of his neck, but then took it down and looked up at me. I'd like that.
I grinned. You would? Okay! I mean, I'm not the greatest, but I can make it straight. I trimmed my dad's hair many times.
He smiled. Cut as much as you want, Bree.
Well, what do you want? I'll do whatever you'd like.

When I opened the door, I immediately saw something sitting on the mat on my porch. Confused, I bent down and picked it up. I sucked in a breath and then started grinning. It was a "bouquet" of Almond Joy candy bars held together in the middle with a little piece of string, tied neatly in a bow.
I turned it around in my hands, grinning stupidly, happiness blooming in my chest. I guessed this was an apology? Or… a gesture of friendship? What exactly did it mean? I groaned. This man!
I laughed out loud, hugging the candy bars to me and then standing there grinning like a fool some more. Awkward boy. Sweet, silent Archer Hale.

he must have walked here in the downpour

I love you so much it hurts.

Laugh out loud. Text lingo.

the feeling of falling asleep