Lil Bro: I just… I don’t know how to save her.
Isaiah: It’s not your job to save her.
Lil Bro: I know.
Lil Bro: Wait, actually, that’s a lie. If it’s not my job, then whose is it? I’m the one who’s here. I am the one whose heart is breaking.
Isaiah: James, you never… You’ve never cared like that for anyone before. Apart from me and Mom.
Lil Bro: She did this to me.
Isaiah: …
Lil Bro: Don’t you dare laugh, Zay!
Isaiah: What else has this done to you, this super girl?
Lil Bro: Well, the crying thing, for starters.
Isaiah: What, is she a better musician than you? No, scratch that, impossible.
Isaiah: Or have you fallen so hopelessly in love?
Lil Bro: Yes. And yes. To both.
Isaiah:What?
Isaiah: I literally can’t believe this.
Lil Bro: What do I do, Zay? I’m losing my mind over here.
Isaiah: You’ve jumped on enough planes for me. Now it’s my turn. I’ll be there in a few hours.
Lil Bro: Eden is right, you’re such a drama queen. There’s really no need.
Isaiah: Yeah? Tell me one thing, have you stopped crying this whole time we’ve been texting?
Lil Bro: …
Isaiah: Are you crying now?
Lil Bro: …
Isaiah: Right. I’m getting on that plane.
Isaiah: Going to call my assistant now, to arrange my flight, ok? Try to keep what’s left of your sanity until I get there.
Lil Bro: Too late. She’s stolen it.
Isaiah: Oh how the mighty have fallen.
Lil Bro: Shut up.
Lil Bro: Zay?
Isaiah: Yeah?
Lil Bro: Hurry. I’m barely holding on.