White background, black text. Big. Centered. Each refresh: same name, different font. Forty-seven fonts in the pool, weighted equally, no repeats until the pool is exhausted. No header. No analytics. No favicon. Just his name. I buy the domain. You ship the code.
I'm in Tokyo for eleven months and she'll notice eventually. Generate fifty-two weekly messages in my cadence — vague, warm, mundane — and schedule them. I'll provide two hundred of my real texts as training. Don't be creepy about it. She'll never know. Probably.