When he Must... |
So, some random guy at work handed me a piece of paper with his number on it. He was tall... about 5'10 I'm standing there with a whole mess of bras and he just comes up to me, doesn't say anything and just smiles at me and hands me the paper. it said: "you're gorgeous. call me." then it had his number. I leaned against the dressing room wall for a good 5 minutes. Still, it felt nice. |
posted on 2010-02-02 @ 3:27 p.m. |
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