Marriage of convenience.
Heads, I stay; tails, you go.
Flipping a coin sure sounds easy enough – but are you ready to risk everything else and surrender your faith and fate to the workings of gravity, luck, direction of the wind, Sam’s clumsy fingers, and probably other unseen and unknown forces?
It is heads, by the way.
So what now? I would love to stay beside you, too, but I truly do not know where you are.