This one’s for the ladies…
Well, well, well. Just look at you, walking into this dreary, hole-in-the-wall bar and lighting the place up, twirling your hair pensively as you search the room–for what? For a soul mate, perhaps?
I know, I know. I hate that phrase, too. Maybe that will end up being one of our things. You know, how like some couples hate the same thing? Yeah, that could be our thing, hating that word. Maybe even a few weeks from now, lying in bed on a bright, crisp Sunday morning, I’ll ask you, “What’s your least favorite word or phrase?,” and you’ll say, “Soul mate,” and I’ll laugh until you say, “What? Tell me!” And I’ll tell you how I knew from the moment I first laid my eyes on– I see you’ve spotted the friends you came to meet. They look like nice people, I suppose.
Maybe they’ll be my friends one day, too.
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