I lost my glasses this weekend. At this point I don't think I'm going to find them. I've retraced my steps through work, the bank, safeway, the doughnut factory, and Darien's place, and at this point I don't think they are going to turn up. Luckily, it's about time for me to get an exam & glasses anyhow, and I'm mostly functional without them
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Though I do agree with you; the easiest way to find them is to make them feel unneeded by replacing them. They will totally come crawling back to you with tears being shed from their lenses, crying out for your love once again. But no, you've moved on; you found another pair of glasses to love and to cherish. "Forever," you tell the glasses. "Never again will we ever sleep in the same bed; never again will we go everywhere together; never will we watch another movie ever again! Because... I'm in love... with Gabriella!" And then your old pair of glasses will walk away in shame as you proceed to spend quality time with your new pair... and all was right with the world.
I feel dirty for writing Mike/glasses crackfiction.
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