Yes

It didn’t take long.

Barely twenty seconds after she hit send, her phone buzzed again.

Will:
I don’t even know what to say.

Pause.

Will:
I mean I do. But I feel like nothing I could say would sound right.

The typing bubble popped up, disappeared, came back.

Will:
I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you at that picnic.
And I never, ever thought I’d get anything close to this.

Another pause.

Will:
And now you’re saying you want me too?

Will:
Emily…
Whatever you want. However you want.
Friday’s yours.

Then another message, immediately after:

Will:
I'll have a place ready. Pick you up at 7am.

And a beat later:

Will:
I’ll be ready.