Today, my boyfriend and I had a giant fight. We made up, then he left to go play poker and said he'd probably be back by 10:30. I put on lingerie, perfume, and makeup, lit candles, bought cookies, Diet Coke, and a card, wrote a long, sappy letter, made up a playlist of all of our songs, and prepared for a romantic reunion. At 10:45 he advised me
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