I was used to being invisible.
Well, what do you put into a contract for a real relationship?
Yes!
All by yourself out here?
You said you didn't like driving in the snow, right?
So what, now you're ignoring me?
Oh, I'm the one ignoring you?
That's funny.
Uh, you're coming in, in your nightgown.
I-I didn't bring a bathing suit.
Hi.
There is no one like you, Covey.
Okay, I'm going in!
So, I think it’s so cool that you came out on the ski trip. I hope you had fun.
Wait!
Hi. Sorry.
-Okay. -Okay.
I'm dropping it.
God.
-Lower. -Get it up here.
-Oh no, sorry! -Okay, okay.
I got it, I'm fine!
Stand clear of the closing doors, please.
Yes!
Now that was epic.
Got your couch.
I said, you got your couch.
You know, this could be us, someday.
I could see it.
I was used to being invisible, but now, people were looking at me.
Talking about me.
-What are you doing? -This is for you.
Good job.
I'll see you in a bit, okay?
It's beautiful.
-Um, would you put it on me? -Yeah.
Okay, um...
Stop...
How do we do this?
What do you mean?
Well, what do you put into a contract for a real relationship?
And besides, you know one thing 3,000 miles is good for?
Writing love letters.
Nothing.
You got to trust.
Are you gonna break my heart, Covey?
I'd always fantasized about falling in love in a field.
But... I just never thought it would be the kind where you played lacrosse.