The Perfect Gamble

(My long-distance boyfriend calls me on his way to work to chat during his commute. We have an ongoing joke that my life sucks and his is perfect.)

Me: “Ugh. It is so hot in my room!”

Boyfriend: “Well, it’s a perfect temperature here.”

Me: “Yes, because everything about you is perfect.”

Boyfriend: “Do you know why your life sucks? Because I’m not there.”

Me: “That’s a big part of why it sucks, yes.”

Boyfriend: “My life is only nearly perfect. Do you know what would make it perfect?”

Me: *expecting a cute answer involving me* “No, what?”

Boyfriend: “Winning the lottery!”