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"Well, fuck a duck," cohted voice

I jerk in surprise, then spin around to glare at hi by the a in his eyes, it’s obvious he peeked over li how he’d pull that one off," Morris re like a fool "Shouldn’t have doubted hih That dude is an unstoppable force of nature"

I narrow my eyes "He told you about the picture?"

"About the whole list, actually We hung out last night--Lorris is close to taking over Brooklyn, by the way--and he wasable to track down a red velvet couch" Morris shrugs "I offered to throw a red blanket on the sofa in my common room and take so and deprive hih, I shove the phone in e across the rooout of this

"I wish I was gay," he says ruefully

A snicker pops out "Uh-huh Go on I’ to follow you down this rabbit hole and see where it leads"

"Seriously, Gretch, I love hihs "If I’d known he existed, I wouldn’t have asked you out in the first place"

"Gee, thanks"

"Oh, shut up You’re awesome, and I’d tap that in a second But I can’t co on a whole other level when it comes to you"

It’s funny--after our brief, ill-fated foray into dating, Morris and I have becouilt about kissing Logan at the Sigize for it anymore He insists that one measly date doesn’t count as either a relationship, or the co of adultery, and I think he means it I also think it’s probably better that we didn’t start anything up, because I’ve started noticing the way he looks at Daisy, and I’m pretty sure she’s the one he really wants to "tap"

As forelse in this world, and I regret all this hoop ju, because honestly, he won me over the second he sent me that poem And clearly he wants this date as much as I do, otherwise he wouldn’t have put so e I’ve ever seen And the origay, near-death roses that he used food coloring to turn blue

And now the boudoir photo? His deter

"You knohat," I say slowly "I feel badyes to the date I think I should tell him not to bother with the last item"

"Don’t," Morris says instantly

My forehead furrows "Why not?"