Texted my crush friend that work sucked and if I could come over. They said yes. Took me to trader joe's and made me stay with them, saying "we shop together!" while grabbing my hand. Got me bourbon and cookies and we drunkenly watched Kill La Kill, they painted my fingernails, listened to my day and spun out rather cutely about their current specific interest. We even had separate introvert time for art stuff. It's only now that I see what a fucking romantic friendship this is
Just thinkin bout aliens, wastin my time
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