call ⇛ baby/babe/boyfriend
Dylan: -- You don't want to hold me down, or you don't to /be/ held down? Because, y'know what? I'd actually fucking wait for you, Emmy! Okay? I fucking like you that much --- fuck, I could be in love with you right now. But -- I-I told you I don't care about anyone else, I don't fucking want anyone else, I won't think about anyone else. Whether you're here or in fucking Colorado, I am not interested in anyone else but you. But you didn't ask, you just -- you're leaving me. That's-that's what you said...
Emmy: Don't yell at me! That's not-- I-- Fuck... [silence] I... I know you'd wait. I know you'd wait for me and I know I'd wait for you, too, but... Long distance relationships never work out, y'know? And I don't want to know that I--... That-- [silence, then quietly] It's better this way, okay? I'm sorry. I hope you still love me if I come back, because I-- I love you, too. But I'm gonna hang up, okay? I'm gonna cry a lot now. Um, so I'll-- bye. [hangs up]
