“And How’s Your Evening Looking?” He asked.

Someday in Dublin

She made a face and pushed her hair out of her eyes. “It sounds like I’ll be spending the evening with my face in a toilet after eating all that chocolate and drinking alcohol strong enough to melt the label off the bottle.”


Topic: “Strong”

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