Dear Girl on Bus,
We worked together that one summer. Do you remember?
Granted, maybe you don’t, but I still don’t think that that is any reason to not return a friendly smile. It’s not like it was really early in the morning. It was 10.00. How hard is it to smile at 10am?
Just for that, next time I see you, I’m going to subject you to tedious small talk about our lives that neither of us will enjoy.
I’ll get you, my pretty,
Peat
1 comment:
oooo. spite.
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