"Nine years is only like half of our relationship!" Pam admitted, unable to fathom being with someone for such a short amount of time. She felt a little bad for Kiley, but had the sense not to say it, for once. She didn't want to risk them sitting in silence, in the dark, only having breathing and a rooster shuffling around to keep them busy. "Like, okay. We were super young when we first met, and then he asked me out in freshman year of high school, and, like, we've been together ever since. Being here is like the longest I've been away from him, ever. And, like... If I die here and don't get to see him again, it's going to be terrible. Like an injustice to love stories."
As if things weren't sappy enough, Pam let out a gleeful "Aww!!" at Kiley's response, up until Kiley brought up Chase's Mr. Pecky. "Oh!" she gasped, "Oh my god, too much information! Not something I needed to know about Chase!" Despite that, she kept giggling. "Well I totally ship you too. It's cute."
He face twisted at Kiley's next question. "Have I ever done anything illegal... Mmmmno. Well? I stole a dog out of someone's yard once. But, like, that was a rescue, she deserved better owners. Have you done anything super illegal? Other than drugs, everyone knows you smoke weed. It was on your Christmas list."