When We First Met Page #9

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that-that she doesn't like him.

- So that can't...

- What's wrong with you?

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about me and Carrie, Max.

I- I'm talking about fate.

Fate is a tricky lady.

When you try to figure her out,

you just get more confused.

All I know is the mistakes I've made

and the ladies I've laid

have made me who I am today.

If I were to go back and

relive it differently, I wouldn't be me.

And I like me.

I thought things were supposed to happen

for a reason.

That's what strippers and idiots say.

Things happen randomly

for no reason at all.

But they create opportunities, Noah.

And you learn from those opportunities,

even the missed ones.

The question is,

can you recognize that next opportunity

when it matters the most?

I've been watching these speeches online.

Really inspirational.

This kid, 15 years old.

Not a lot of subscribers, but...

Noah!

I made us breakfast,

most important meal of the day!

Gotta go!

- Noah?

- Wow.

Hey, you just missed Avery and Ethan.

Everything okay?

Carrie, for the past three years,

I've been pining over

what I thought was destiny,

but no matter what I would do,

Ethan would end up connecting with Avery,

and I would always seem

to connect with you.

'Cause this whole time,

it was meant to be me and you.

Wasn't it?

- What the hell are you doing?

- What do you mean?

- Jesus!

- Okay, I thought...

I thought this was the moment

that-that-that...

when our mutual feelings

would come together and...

blossom.

What are you talking about?

- We've barely hung out.

- That's not true, exactly.

A long time ago, we met at that party.

We had a great time, I wound up getting

back together with my ex-boyfriend.

Yeah. Why did you do that?

What kind of question is that?

There's been times when you've hated me,

and there's been times

when you've hit me with trees.

And then there's been times

when... you've been my only friend.

And there has to be one moment

over the past three years

where you thought about us.

And you wondered.

Okay, maybe.

But... I don't know.

I'm getting ready for a date.

With who? Jell-O shot guy?

- His name is Phil.

- Phil is a stepdad name.

You ready?

What's up, player? Phil.

Hey, Phil. Noah.

- All right. Two minutes?

- Yes.

Cool.

Well, are you happy?

You know what? We're late.

Where you going? Hmm?

Avery and Ethan's engagement party?

No, actually, that was last night.

No, it's tonight. It's supposed to be...

Oh, my God, of course.

I got Avery and Ethan together

one day earlier this time.

So... Sh*t!

Oh!

Goddamn time travel.

What?

You were right.

Relationships are about intangible things.

They're about moments.

The real moments

and who you share them with.

And the realest moments

that I've had over the past three years

have been with you.

You know, I know you don't understand,

but I'm gonna fix this. Okay?

I'm sorry. I... Bye, Noah.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Well, hey, hey, yo.

- Hey, Chad. What's up?

- Hey, Noah.

- Where's the photo booth?

- Uh, what photo booth?

That one.

- It's right there.

- No, the one with, like...

- The mahogany, the wood and the...

- Right. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

They got rid of it. A while back, man.

What?

- Sorry?

- No.

That-That can't happen.

I- I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm stuck here.

The girl I love is dating someone else.

Is that what you're saying?

Yeah. Story of my life.

No, it's not the story of your life,

because you're not a time traveler, Chad!

Can I get a drink?

Classic Noah.

Welcome to Boogie Booth.

Three, two, one.

Get ready.

Three, two, one.

You're doing great.

- We're almost done.

- Hey.

What are you doing in here?

Obviously,

I am taking a personal photo collage

of hopelessness.

Okay.

- What are you doing here?

- What do you mean?

We came to see you play.

And you didn't show up to our party

last night, so we were worried.

Hey, buddy. Yikes.

You need a water? I got you.

- No. Give me...

- Thanks, honey.

Come on.

What are you doing taking photos

in a piece of junk like this?

Well, it's the only one they have, so...

Your photo booth at home

takes way better photos.

What?

Something happen to it?

Oh, my God. Do you have any idea

what I went through to get that thing?

- You got me the photo booth?

- Yeah.

- Why?

- Because we're friends.

Oh, my God.

It...

It makes perfect sense. I need you.

What?

I need you in order to meet Carrie.

I was supposed to meet you

at the Halloween party,

and everything else was supposed

to happen after that.

Here. Got you a ginger ale.

Oh, you really are perfect.

You guys are perfect together.

I gotta go back

and I have to do everything

exactly how I did it the first time,

and not change a thing.

Because everything

does happen for a reason. Right?

Or maybe it doesn't.

Or maybe Max was right.

- Or maybe I'm just a stripper.

- What?

I love you.

I'll see you at the engagement party.

Oh, my God.

- He knows it was last night, right?

- I don't think so. He's very drunk.

Oh!

Oh, my God.

You look so good in here!

One last time.

- Whoo! Hulk smash!

- Jesus.

Are you okay?

It's the sound of history.

Wow. You really like Cookie Crisp.

I love it. You should get more.

Tomorrow. At 1:
00 or whenever.

And don't go to the store right down

the street. Go to the one on Third.

Wow, that's very specific. Thank you.

Oh, my God,

it is so nice to have a good guy friend.

It is.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Cheers!

- Cheers.

Cheers.

- Thank you. You too.

- Thank you.

Hi. Oh, my God. How are you?

Candid.

Oh, Noah.

Hey, I haven't seen you in forever.

It's been a while, huh?

I've been, um... been traveling a lot.

Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Cool.

You, uh... You look good.

Oh. Thank you.

You look good.

Thanks.

So, do you believe all that?

Believe what?

All that stuff about them

finding each other

and falling in love all in one night.

I don't know.

I mean, normally I'd call bullshit, but...

some things are meant to be.

Yeah.

You know,

I know you probably have like a...

a photo shoot or something cool tomorrow.

But did you wanna go get

a drink or something?

Oh, you wanna ditch?

Yep, I wanna just leave

and not say goodbye to anyone.

Just disappear. Vanish.

I'm catching a vibe

that you also want to do that.

Are we shits for leaving early?

Uh... Mmm.

Nah. They don't need us anymore.

- You like jazz?

- No.

I'm kidding. I am jazz.

- Well, then come on. Let's go.

- Yeah?

Candid.

No, that's mine. That's my thing.

Seems like it's my thing now,

I'm holding the camera.

- No, that...

- Candid.

Okay.

I've done that already. We're good.

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