posie: oh no! maybe i should stop texting i don't wanna leave you breathless.
[like....a minute later not even]
posie: it too hard to keep myself from texting you!! also shush i'm not perfect, wait until you see the bruise on my knee from where i tripped in the lobby. and me??? i'm beautiful?? what about you mr. could be a calvin klein model!?
posie: i do. GET IT? but if you are going out to get a ring make sure you call my dad, i know he won't mind if you ask without his blessing and he really has no say but it would mean a lot to him.
posie: did you change my name in your phone to posie de angelis or even wifey 💖?
posie: also just so you know if you ever had to ask, a paperclip in the shape of a ring would work on me if it was you asking.
posie: don't tell the others but luca is my favourite. he's the one that always ends up between your eyebrows that is somehow the longest? ALSO you shouldn't make me think you are asleep! that is not nice what if i'm telling them my most embarrassing secrets....though, i would tell you anyways. hmm...i thought the cutest thing i did was reward you with baked goods.
posie: STOPPPP you are being too cute and im not in your arms right now and it's not fair. i need to kiss you right this second because you are being just the cutest person in the whole world and it's impossible not to love you. i love making you breakfast in the morning, on the very rare moments that i wake up before you...and i love that your curls are messier then, and i love that you always cuddle me and don't let me get cold. mornings without you are the worst.
posie: it...is. i may have brought all my totes with me too. you're bed is basically fabric, my backpack, and complete outfits.
enzo: it's too late for me, posie... whenever i'm with you... you blow my breath away
enzo: okay but first of all, every little thing about you is perfect. every little bruise, dimple, freckle. it's perfect. you're perfect. i love every part of you
enzo: me? i'm nothing compared to you lbr. you could have an entire magazine spread to yourself. heck, magazine cover too?
enzo: i MEAN when can we go to your house so we can visit them again? i feel like asking your dad in person would be better than just calling him over the phone. and if i disappear from new york for more than five hours, you'd be SO suspicious. i might as well bring you with me
enzo: angel, you have been wifey for some time now ngl
enzo: nah nah nah, you deserve more than a paperclip ring. i'm trying to get you a nice little diamond on your ring finger
enzo: luca... i... cannot believe u've actually named my curls. but posie!!!! you're the cutest when you're trying to be all quiet and whisper to me. don't even get me started when you start playing with my curls when you do. i swear, i could fall back asleep when you do... i have to tell myself that i can't
enzo: shhhh EVERYTHING about you is cute. you need to know that. but those baked goods... god. you spoil me when you give me some tbh.
enzo: i... need to hide. stOP YOU'RE MAKING ME BLUSH I????
enzo: if i get to wake up to you every morning, i know that i'm capable of doing anything and everything when i see you. you inspire me to do so much and i?? i'm so thankful for you. i love having you fit perfectly in my arms. i love hearing you laugh whenever i pepper you with kisses when you wake up. i honestly don't know how i really survive the day if i don't wake up next to you, like it feels so wrong if i don't
enzo: yeah.. see.. i think i'm used to that. it's cool, i'll be coming to your place anyways. i don't need that bed tonight
