I replied, "Baker 3. Why?"
The response: "Good. See you outside Baker in 10."
Standing there... feeling like a prostitute on a street corner as I watched what seemed like the entire campus walk to and from class pass me with glancing eyes.
In the distance I see a car coming towards me with a large white cup being held out the drivers window... without even stopping the exchange is made... a large Mickey D Sweet Tea.
The mystery driver. My roommate.
Blessings.
abe
3 comments:
to bad sweet tea is terrible huh?
i don't know who you are... but you better show your face. that is offensive.
you need a dew
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