Pizza, a few drinks, a bag of Maltesers and the cricket on television. How could that possibly be the best date ever? I have no idea either, but it absolutely was.
We'll see if I can make it to Thursday without acting so crazy that I stuff it up... I'm in two minds still about the whole thing and about where he may see this going, but one thing is clear... I'm completely gone so maybe I just have to trust him and dive in headfirst to see where I end up...? No one has ever made me act this crazy before. That has to mean something, right?
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