[ Oh. Oh. He's so fucking endeared by this thoughtfulness, stealing another soft kiss before he leans towards the phone. ]

This is Molly for future Molly. I'm a little drunk but that's okay! I'm going to make out with.... with what I would like to call my boyfriend.

[ He looks back at Fjord, something vulnerable in his eyes. Please? ]

Fjord. Maybe more but I didn't bring condoms to a fucking camp, but it's so good just to kiss him like this. I'm happy.

[ With that, he looks at Fjord again, wanting to back to kissing but waiting for a confirmation of some sort. ]