I woke up and let out a big yawn, stretching my body out on the bed and that’s when it hit me.

“Ashley?” I looked the empty spot beside me to find a note.

Spencer,

There’s nothing more I would have loved than to wake up beside you this morning, but unfortunately I have this little thing called work. I made breakfast for you -it’s sitting on the counter- and by the time you read this it’ll prolly be cold. Thank Best Buy for their good quality microwaves! I hope you have a good day baby, I’ll see you after work.

-Love A

P.S. dress comfy

“Dress comfy?”

‘I wonder what Ash could be planning now.’

I rolled out of bed and made my way over to the kitchen. There on the counter, just as Ashley said would be, was a plate filled with bacon, eggs, and toast. I smiled at how sweet my girlfriend could be as I polished off the meal. I could get used to this.

It was now ten-thirty and I had a class at eleven-twenty, so I quickly showered, got dressed, and then headed over to UCLA. Within an hour I was already sitting at my usual desk waiting for my English Professor to enter the room. While I was waiting, I decided now would be a great time to text Ashley. But before I even flipped open my phone, a new text message from Ashley appeared on my screen, causing a goofy smile to spread across my face.

Ashley: Hey love. I kno ur prly in class, but I’m curious – wuts ur fav flower?

I was really confused by her random question, but this is Ashley we’re talking about. Miss spontaneous herself and that’s one of the many reasons why I love her.

Spencer: White roses.

Ashley: Rly? Y white?

Spencer: Idk I guess red is just so overrated.

Ashley: U make me laugh.

Spencer: I’m glad I can be of service.

Ashley and I kept texting for a good majority of the rest of class and she wouldn’t stop asking me all these random questions. Not that I minded, but what the hell was she up to?

“Spencer, since your conversation seems more important than my lecture then why don’t you share with me and the rest of the class what it is exactly that has you so attached to that phone?” Mr. Adams said in annoyance.