Saturday, December 5, 2009

Bathroom mirror

"She only hates you because you get to stay the night and her parents won't let her", he said while I brushed my teeth and got ready for the day. "If she met you, you two would get along famously; I just know it." Maybe it was because he had a little photo-booth picture of her tucked in the frame of his bathroom mirror, but I spat more violently than I ever had, or have since.

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