T and I were sitting on his couch watching TV last week. I was giving him a foot massage (because I love him, that is the ONLY reason I would touch someone else's foot. And even that was a fight for me the first time. Now I kind of like doing it, but will never tell him. ) We were talking, and right after I said something he said "You're pretty"
"Thanks? Did you just realize that you think I'm pretty?"
"No, like, you're really pretty"
.......
I am going to take that as a complement.
He told his friends this past weekend and one of them asked him if he'd been drunk for the past 4 months.
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