Right. So. I'm a classic naive idiot. I thought I'd met someone I could actually be happy with. Hahahaha.
He's clever. And funny. And cute. And he has a great taste in music. And movies. And books. And he likes to go to the cinema on his own because this way he can enjoy the film more. Which is something I do too. And he smells nice. And he drinks too much but hey, who am I to judge, I can't remember when was the last time I went to bed sober. And he's a horrible dancer but he loves dancing and he always looks so happy. And he prefers the Syd Barrett era Pink Floyd. And he has actually SEEN Harold and Maude. And he makes you a nice breakfast and tea and everything. Oh, and he works with little children.
So, yeah, basically, I was half in love with him already.
Then he made a move on my best friend (who's just moved in with her boyfriend of two years).
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