"...is this the longest Saturday ever?!" She wonders. You know those jitters you get on the lead up to a date? Like an upset tummy? [albeit a happy upset tummy] A big smile stretches across her face. Just a flash of his smile in her mind makes her squirm.
Cool. Calm. Collected. Hurry up 8pm. Fingers start to get a little fidgety. C A L M D O W N.
The sun is hot, the breeze is cooling, drinks will go down a treat.
...then there's a knock at the door. Here we go.
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