Just incase anyone was confused as to how royally fucked we are next week.
YOU BETTER NOT HAVE ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER EPISODE SHONDA. NO YOU CANNOT!
“Okay.” And then the line was quiet but not dead. I almost felt like he was there in my room with me, but in a way it was better, like I was not in my room and he was not in his, but instead we were together in some invisible and tenuous third space that could only be visited on the phone. “Okay,” he said after forever. “Maybe okay will be our always.”