Long Distance Relations, Part 2

"Don't sidestep with smooth talk," She said, yet somehow her voice didn't sound as stern as her words implied. "If you do pull it off, good, great, again, you just continue to amaze me. But if you can't, if you fail, then you'll still be good, you'll still be great…"

"Irene…"

"You'll still be the same person I love," She continued. "No more, no less, alright?"

"Alright," I said, trying to somehow stroke the little crease on her forehead away with my thumb. "I understand, and thanks… really happy to hear you say that."

"Sure," She replied back. "So long as you keep that in mind.

Irene proceeded to lift the mug over her lips again, this time taking her sweet time slurping away at its contents, and I got the sense that something else seemed to be bothering her… I don't know, I just kinda have that feeling that she did.

"So," She paused, shifted in place, and looked me dead in the eye. "You didn't tell me about last night yet."