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“Yeah, at the moment, I do”

“At the hed and muttered, “Unreal”

“It’s not what it sounds like,” I retorted, pissed off that she’d ed to piss me off minutes into our non-date

“I’m sure it’s not”

“Look, I don’t knohat your story is, and I really don’t care In case you forgot, it was your granded this little whatever the hell it is, not et over yourself”

“Whatever,” she muttered

“Besides,” I continued, feeling a wave of heat rush through ”

She slowed down as we approached the city limits “Oh yeah, Romeo, what’s that?”

“I do have a type, and you’re not it”

“Ouch,” she replied sarcastically, eyes on the road ahead

“I can’t iine with that attitude you’d be anyone’s type”

She had no co into ht that est afternoon of my life

We reached the festival grounds about five minutes later After Monroe refused to take , we headed into the Peach Festival, one that I hadn’t attended since I was, like, twelve

As we headed into the main area, I rehed Old people and kids Lots of old people and kids

There was a midway near the back I could see the Ferris wheel froame alley was set up just in front Between us and the e number of arts and craft booths, and beyond that were food stands