A group of my friends were inconsolably butt-hurt when I refused to buy in to a cruise vacation with them TWO FUCKING YEARS in advance. I told them I wanted to wait because, you know, a lot of shit can happen in two years. They ended up on a boat with a listeria outbreak.
In my opinion and experience, that soft “Hey” is a gentle, tentative expression of the joy of discovering each other in this uniquely intimate way. I find it adorable and return it, as in the concluding paragraph here. Read more