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I dru at the hunk as on the porch I noticed he’d avoided the broken floorboard He stared at nition flared in them; did he re?

Unfolding s from the car, I put on my best strut as I closed the distance between us My first words to hi, sohts His eyes strayed to s as I strode purposefully toward him, clad in short denie Aw yeah

Now standing at the bottom of the steps, I licked ins with the words

"I see by your buckle your name’s Hunk I mean, Hunk I mean, fk, Hank Crap"

He looked confused Not amused

Birds chirped Wind blew Hank stared I? Sweat Aw yeah

Deciding to pretend I’d not spoken at all, I stared back at hiht?"

Way to go, Viv

He nodded

M else

The pressure of his silence built

"I’h

He just continued to stare, and I wondered if I had Hungry Man breakfast on my face So reat-niece Did you even knoas co out here?"

"Mm-hmm"