The problem with running away in search of something fun to do was that I had no idea what to do. I soon realized there were zero fun things to do in our small town at one in the morning, so I settled for breaking into my aunt’s restaurant to eat a slice of chocolate cake. It wasn’t technically breaking in since I had a key, but I wasn’t supposed to be there, not at that time and not stuffing cake in my mouth.
Is Love Enough To Fix It All
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