| Once upon a time, I dropped Becca off at her car in the Marriott Libary parking lot on campus. I usually wait for her to get into her car before I drive away, but this time around I felt sheepish for waiting, so headed out of the lot. As Becca put her keys into her car...SNAP!...the key broke in half. She watched my tail lights helplessly as I drove away. To top it off, her phone was completely out of juice. Thankfully, when she powered it back on it had enough for one phone call and then died. When I drove back to give her the spare key, this was the very sad face I saw: |
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i propose a pizza party! that includes a party...where we make pizza... novel idea, amirite?
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