Phone is charging, the ‘71 just broke down about a half mile from the house a minute ago. I walked back. It’s hot. I miss you. Come here?
Oh hi! But ahhh, that’s no bueno. I am going to learn everything there is to know about fixing cars and then I am going somehow fix yours. Or I’ll learn how to do magic or something. But okay! Just text me whenever it’s charged. Aaaand yes, sounds good, be there soon. (Actually I have to talk to you about that later.)