woke up to 3 missed calls from Jarred at 10am -_-. called back to find out that he was already waiting outside the house to go shopping for his work clothes. Got a heart attack and dressed and was out the door in <5 min. Bought pants and shirts then ate lunch at Red robbin. And now he’s on a plane to Hong Kong and I’m here. Whoo. Hopefully we’re both fit/buff/dashing after the 3 months of separation.