OF WATER. I was lured to a crowded Irish bar in Soho by
adjectivegirl last night who then didn't show up until two hours later (Backend crash at work blah blah blah). I stalled, I lurked, I had a veggie burger in a dark corner and finally worked up the courage to find, well, acknowledge her current beau who was there with a party of people I had never met. I
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