"Scott, I'm so fucking tired..." Chloe yawned. "So am I, babe." "At least you like coffee, I'm stuck with tea." The younger girl paused to think. "Hey, I'm going to make a cup of tea, want coffee?" Scott said yes and gave his thanks whilst Chloe walked into the kitchen. "I wish we lived close to each other. The only times we see each other in real life is at conventions and sometimes when the Late Night Crew get together. I miss you sometimes. Skype can only do so much, you know?" The kettle had boiled and so the young girl began to make the coffee. "We had to write about our perfect partner in a French lesson once. I wrote about you and the other girls teased me for being faithful. 'You were meant to write about your perfect partner, not