I think we should stop sleeping together.
I’m moving in with my boyfriend at the end of the month and I don’t know how he’ll feel about us. I know you and I have known each other forever and I want you to know how special your relationship has been to me—going to London and Prague together, that time you stayed with me for a week when I had a sinus infection.
But I’m sorry, Gregory. It’s time I stopped sleeping with a teddy bear.