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2024-10-29 19:42:56~Cali~
“Gio…” I poked his ears, “baby bear,” his nose, “babe,” his lips. He grabbed my fingers, pushing it away from his face.
He was mad at me, so mad that he ended up cooking pasta puttanesca for me. It’s nice to know that we both have that drive to turn into cooking when we’re lost or thinking deeply. But I hate this silent treatment.
“Buonissimo culo,” I groaned. (yummy ass)
It’s been half a day, and he’s still mad at me. What can I do? I haven’t met a person in my life who doesn’t know the difference between Cinderella and Rapunzel. Even my dad can distinguish the two Princesses.
I finished eating my food minutes ago, and Gio just
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