grasping.

[kissmepurple]

“You’re Dave,” she began, surely. “Tall, handsome, aloof Dave. From March break.”

She tilted her head at me slyly. “Do you remember me, or am I insane?”

I stared at her. Brown curly hair, deep brown eyes, rimmed with smoky black. “Care to refresh me?”

She smiled. “Pleasured. I’m Camille. English Lit major at William and Mary. I hooked up with your

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[joceykins6]

Ooooooh. I like this.

[kissmepurple]

Thank you. Amalgamation of weird true events, which you would know about, except I never got said message!
Except I won't blame you, because I should message too.
I will eventuallyyy.
Better have yo' LJ updated, chiquita.