
No slappage, guys, sorry.
Hazel crashed on my couch the other night and we grabbed brunch. The weather? The conversation? The morning? Perfect.
So over some freshly baked Portuguese bread and steaming coffee:
Hazel crashed on my couch the other night and we grabbed brunch. The weather? The conversation? The morning? Perfect.
So over some freshly baked Portuguese bread and steaming coffee:
Me: This would all be terribly romantic if either one of us was even remotely attracted to the other person.
Her: (laughing) It's ok, I like what we have. Speaking of which, you should meet my friend...
We're gonna keep looking, she and I.
I wonder what her friend's like.
Music: You've got to push all the doubt to the side of your mouth
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