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—— MRS. JONES ♥︎ ☕️
╰┈➤ ❝ [a story by 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐒] ❞
004, "yeah? and what if i told you
that i plan on making you a mrs?"























 JONES ♥︎ ☕️╰┈➤ ❝ [a story by 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐒] ❞004, "yeah? and what if i told you that i plan on making you a mrs?"

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𑁍——— THE CITY'S STIRRING WINDS whipped and whooshed around our bodies, feeling more profound than anything else. The normally warm air of the Fall transitional months was passing through a cold front, disguised by 40-degree nights. Daylight savings time had already ended, and I despised the fact that the sun had already set by 5:00 p.m.



As you can imagine, Dahlia's excitement over my date with Austin was overbearing my own. She was bursting with excitement as she gave me a rundown of how she expected the night to go. I couldn't blame her, this was my first date. I'd gone out with men before, but were they really dates? Hell, one time, I went out with this seemingly amazing guy. He paid for my meal and shit. Y'know, the bare fucking minimum.



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