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The dinosaur blushes and asks whether we can hang out a little while longer. This is actually the most normal date I have been on all evening.
We also seem to have a lot in common - namely a fondness for talking about meat.
The stroking turns to probing and it occurs to me that the costume change may have been an error of judgement.
You shouldn’t try to control your partner anyway, but Scorpio won’t allow it. You’ll never read a romance novel like a real relationship with a real Scorpio.
Somehow this does not seem like an appropriate response to an invitation to the pub from a real life friend on a Friday night. The female Riflebird is now hanging around, cramping my style.
Also I have renamed it a 'sexagon'."I re-read those sentences.
Disappointed, I take matters into my own hands and imagine a future wherein we had a couple of choux bun baby boys who ripped the bakery business apart in their fight over who would inherit it and a raisin-encrusted daughter called Antiscone (which, by the way, sets the bar for pun references to Greek tragedy and baked goods on PC Gamer pretty low) who ends up expiring, trapped in her own presentation box.
It's getting late but I adjust my meat hairclip (not a euphemism) and smile up at the Tyrannosaurus rex.