FridayIsabelle"What are you thinking about being?" I asked Jason."I'm totally the engineer type," he seemed to be trying to convince himself, "I can see myself all sweaty in some slacks and a white tee with grease & oil stains on my clothes while middle-aged women, married and single eye me down like candy. I'd be living the life!""Sounds more like you've watched too many chick flicks, bud. That's a scene right out of a movie," I retorted."Yeah, maybe all I'm missing is the towel that I'll use to wipe my sweat," Jason joked."Seriously though," I laughed, "Good point.""Another secret for you to keep," Jason mused."I don't have secrets," I refuted."Everyone has secrets," he said in a matter-of-fact tone."You think I have secrets?" I was seriously intrigued.He didn't acknowledge the question and opened his new book. "A bad boy that likes to read," I whispered, "still insane."~~
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