What? No. It’s not like I started this day opening Christmas presents and eating cranberry bread in Florida and ended it at 2:30 in the morning eating french fries in my bed in Brooklyn after snuggling with an Australian Shepard in a bar because I flew into Newark and we all need to hold close to the important things after something like that. Also I didn’t know that bodega was 24 hour and I’m currently dead because of that big guy who was listening to Rhianna really loud on his head phones then Emily asked about it and he said it was “a mix I made,” then started dancing and bopping to it because that would make it less awkward which it didn’t. It totally didn’t
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