“She’s out of my league,” he slurred, a sagging rag-doll beside me.
Beer cans in hand; we sat on the roof contemplating the city lights.
“You haven’t tried enough.” I said.
“I have.” His doomed eyes turned to me, “She loves animals so I gifted her two Labradors, ten goldfish, a meerkat and two iguanas.”
Beer cans in hand; we sat on the roof contemplating the city lights.
“You haven’t tried enough.” I said.
“I have.” His doomed eyes turned to me, “She loves animals so I gifted her two Labradors, ten goldfish, a meerkat and two iguanas.”
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