IM 1
PWitter: You there, Jo?JPotter: Hey, sweetheart.
PWitter: Where have you been? I wanted to see you.
JPotter: Oh, I just kind of wanted to be alone for a while.
PWitter: Any particular reason you felt such a need to be alone?
JPotter: Not a big reason, really. Just... as much fun as the weekend was, guess I just wanted to have a chance to absorb things. See a movie, settle in. Be away from Bessie!
PWitter: That makes sense.
JPotter: But I actually ended up running into Dawson, who also apparently wanted to be alone.
PWitter: Oh, yeah?
JPotter: And when I saw him… I don't know, I felt weird just being like, "bye!" so we ended up hanging out together.
PWitter: Oh. Okay.
JPotter: It was nice.
PWitter: Was it...
JPotter: Weird?
PWitter: Well, I had a whole list of colorful adjectives to choose from, but sure, you could go with that one.
JPotter: No, you know, it was totally fine. He said I looked different.
PWitter: You look beautiful.
JPotter: You have to say that.
PWitter: No, I don't. Nothing's in it for me. Especially now that I got what I wanted.
JPotter: Pacey!
PWitter: I'm kidding. I've got that picture right here.
JPotter: Really?
PWitter: Really. He didn't say anything?
JPotter: You mean, did he ask about us?
PWitter: You know what? I'm being a complete and utter moron. Frankly, it's getting embarrassing.
JPotter: No more so than usual. :) He's crazy about your sister.
PWitter: So it would seem. Who knew, huh? She's such a shrew.
PWitter: Thank you.
JPotter: For what?
PWitter: For being with me.
JPotter: Pace, you don't need to thank me for that. It's what I want to do.
PWitter: What else do you want to do?
JPotter: Nothing I can discuss right now-Bessie's coming in.
PWitter: Ooh, dangerous.
JPotter: 'Night
PWitter: Love you.
JPotter: You too.
JPotter has signed off.
IM 2
PWitter: Ya know what seems just wrong?JPotter: Hello to you, too.
PWitter: You know what's insanely wrong?
JPotter: What's that?
PWitter: That you're not here, right now.
JPotter: That's sweet. But it's extremely late.
PWitter: I know-that's the point! This is silly! On the one hand we've entered this big adult world and on the other hand we still have to abide by curfews and whatnot.
JPotter: I somehow doubt that Gretchen gives you a curfew. Or that Bessie gives me one either, for that matter.
PWitter: Oh, so I could just come over right now and spend the night? We've entered the land of no rules?
JPotter: Well... I wouldn't say that either.
PWitter: It would be nice, though. To wake up with you again.
JPotter: To not have to rush to catch a bus.
PWitter: To spend the whole day alone.
JPotter: Okay... this is all well and good, this fantasy world, Pace.
PWitter: Well, I'll see what I can do.
JPotter: Haha, yeah, get on that, would ya?
PWitter: You won't be laughing so hard when I show up at your place in five minutes with the car all packed for a getaway!
JPotter: That I'd like to see. But I have a test tomorrow :(
PWitter: I know. But it's something to think about.
JPotter: Or at least dream about.
PWitter: See you in the morning.
JPotter: 'Night.
JPotter has signed off.
IM 3
JPotter: Pace?PWitter: That's me.
JPotter: It just occurred to me: we're so concerned about when we can be alone, and where. But what about the Wellfleet winter festival?
PWitter: You're kidding.
JPotter: Okay, yes, I am. But did you ever go there when you were little?
PWitter: Have you met my family?
JPotter: Have you met mine?
PWitter: Yes. So how on earth did you ever go to the Wellfleet winter festival?
JPotter: Leerys.
PWitter: They never took me!
JPotter: I think they asked and you laughed at them.
PWitter: That seems about right.
JPotter: So no festival for us.
PWitter: I still prefer the idea of bedding down here, if you know what I mean.
JPotter: Oh, I hear you loud and clear, Pacey.
PWitter: I'm just saying...
JPotter: I'll try sweetheart. Gotta go for now. Love you.
PWitter: You, too.
JPotter has signed off.