Saturday, October 19, 2013

Dear Lana,

We played the Leafs today. Remember how much you used to make fun of them? I kept thinking about how we used to laugh so hard and how you tear up so fast when you laugh. I don't forget that one time you pissed your pants, by the way. That was the funniest shit ever. I remembered it today during a shift and I crashed into the boards. You should've seen everyone's face. Anyway, Lana, please, write me back. I have really good news. I talked to the University of Chicago. I told them all about you and your grades and they said all they need is the actual record and they'll let you in. I'll pay for your tuition, Lana, just come here. I'm sorry I wasn't there to apply to school with you. I'm making up for my broken promise.

Patrick

P.S. The girl's name is Laura. She's really sweet but I'd love to know what you think. Maybe we can meet up for lunch or something?