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Because a pissed-off Betty equals a pissed-off Carly, and I’d prefer not to repeat cleaning up toilet paper off soain

Just before I grab the large trash can by the handle, I send Carly a quick text

Me: Taking Stella’s trash out for you

I’d bet ht will be, It’s trash day?

Her track record with re with the set-in-stone time and Betty Matthews’s strict rules, is nonexistent

The sirin

Pretty sure you rin…

I can’t deny she has become someone who’s…important to me

Carly is just so fun and full of life, and she shakes up my world in a way thattime

I like her

Okay, I really like her

Actually, you’re falling for her, man

That contemplation should shock me to my core, but it doesn’t

It’s sie

Nor brain-first into a deep analysis of the circuoing to overanalyze every finite detail

I refuse to weigh out the pros and cons of our i departure from Florida or the fact that I live in New York and she lives in Colorado Or that I’m a very career-focused VP in the corporate environment, and she’s an adorable ski bunny who has to rely on her shop er Brody to keep shit in order

In a lot of respects, we’re veryhonest with o there, no s and overall risk assessment would be, I still couldn’t resist her

She ood

Too happy

Too real

Still standing in Stella’s garage, I shake rab the trash can, and start dragging it to the curb

By the tiht angle at just the right distance froe, shut it with the keycode, and head in the direction of my dad’s house

Before I reach the porch, my phone chimes in the pocket of my suit jacket

Carly: My hero! You probably just prevented a fistfight between me and BM