For the last few weeks, I've been brainstorming to figure out how to go around asking my extremely cute, extremely shirtless neighbour for 'sugar'. Yes, being unemployed does that to you, look at completely irrelevant ways to spend your time, and apparently being a cliched mastermind is one of them.
Anyhoo, guess what, I actually did run out of sugar this morning, when he's probably at work or something.
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Ya can ask anyway you want, he will definitely give ya some sugar!
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