She breaks up with me every night, when she is reminded of that one time I left right after we had sex. She thinks that I’m going to do it again, even though I only left that one time to go get coffee for both of us, and then I came right back. She saysContinue reading “Coffee”
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Getting Coffee
The bell rings as the door opens. Carly walks in, bundled in the same big red ski jacket that she always wears. She has on black leggings and rainboots, too. She’s such a weirdo, I think, laughing to myself. Such a goofy girl. Pretty, funny… but she’s my weirdo. A little smile spreads across herContinue reading “Getting Coffee”
