Posts tagged dating life
The (Edible) Skeletons In His Closet

I looked the biscotti he held as he dipped it into his latte, realizing I had arrived there after he had, and consequently had not been able to witness the exchange of money for goods. Was that even a legitimate biscotti baked in this café?

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"Don't Call Me Basic, Bitch" Pumpkin Spice Loaf

I forced the scalding gulp of latte back down my throat, pressing hard against my natural instinct to open the floodgates to send it back up again, spraying it into his face with all the fury and wrath of a medieval dragon,

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