Me: Good luck tonight. I’ll be the girl in your jersey screaming your name.
Me: Haha that was a joke.
Me: Tough loss. You slipped out while I was still with the press. Want to meet up somewhere?
Brooks: Sorry. I’m tired. Gonna get some rest.
Me: Oh okay. Of course. Lennox invited me to stay at her apartment when we’re in New York, but I thought I’d stay at the hotel. That way we can have some privacy. Thoughts?
Brooks: You should stay with Lennox. You never get to spend time with her.
Me: True. Good Point. Okay. Well, get some rest. I’ll see you on the plane tomorrow.
