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Hi, Anthony. I just wanted to say thank you for a wonderful night. Even if I did accidentally spill my drink on you. . .
Should I really bring this up again? she wondered. Of course she just had to be clumsy, like always, because the universe couldn't allow her to be a normal, fun girl for just one night. No, she just had to fling her arm in excitement upon hearing Green Day on the speakers ahead, and knock the glass of soda over, so it splattered all over his shirt. Of course.
Anyway, I hope we'll do it again sometime!
She sighed, tossing her phone on the bed, throwing her hands over her eyes. Why was she such a klutz?
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