Shosh, you’re a cruel drunk.
I THOROUGHLY enjoyed this. She’s my favourite.
This year, I’ve decided to go WAY WAY BACK. Okay, at least as far back as 2007 - when our lives were forever changed by the best in American teen dramas. I think we’ve always known that the true romance here was between Charles and Nathaniel (OTP SINCE EPISODE 1). They are therefore a fitting tribute to us, the best IRL OTP.
On your birthday, I wish you nothing but the best in signature scarves and Humphries. I pray that you will never be traded for a hotel or find out that your boyfriend is your stepbrother. Also, please know that if you ever unknowingly kill someone, you shouldn’t be afraid to confide in me before escaping to boarding school. (I am more than happy to help hide bodies or set any number of terrible people up.)
With those well wishes, I bid you a happy birthday, friend. Here’s to another year of being each other’s person. Thanks for always being around to condone and partake in horrible behaviour with me. (And for picking up the pieces afterwards.) I can’t wait to go on more gluttonous adventures with you, my sun and stars.
I hope you think of me when you sit in your fancy new chair. Know that your couch in Windsor misses you dearly. As does Pooh. And as do I. VISIT US SOON.
This week in: Don Draper, he’s just like us.
He’s my responsibility.
Dammmmmit. I miss you, White Collar.