Ten years ago.
Over the desks of the studio he asked me out for a drink. I giggled, I didn’t think I was his type and newly single I’d told myself I’d stay that way a while.
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Over the desks of the studio he asked me out for a drink. I giggled, I didn’t think I was his type and newly single I’d told myself I’d stay that way a while.
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