[He wasn't going to think about the fact he was single today. Not even if he did have a 'brotine' for the party Gilbert invited him too. He would not mope, on the couch, with a box of chocolates that he wished he could've given to her, and he would not throw himself a pity party today.
Francis C. Bonnefoy was better than that, and along with that,
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