You sat beside me with a plate full of cinnamon rolls. I looked at you smiling. You know I love cinnamon rolls. It was sweet of you to get it for me.
We shared a roll together and talked about the upcoming dinner this Tuesday. As usual you were reluctant. What's so wrong about a dinner, I asked.
"Because all your friends would be asking when we're getting married."
I couldn't help but to laugh out loud.
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