Valentine's Day.
The accursed date is more than a fortnight away, but it's never too early for a florist to brace himself against a flood of sheepish men and overexcited teenage girls. This year, I will see to it that the shop has a double order of roses and a dozen boxes of these.
So far, I have been informed by various online quizzes that I am: a Black Velvet, architecture, and schizoid. How electrifying. The only point in their favour is that taking them on Omi's laptop in the shop gives the impression that I am working, thus leaving me unmolested by hordes of high-schoolers. Unfortunately, it is unlikely that I will have the luxury to do so on Valentine's Day.
I hate chocolate. Let there be a mission on February 14.
So far, I have been informed by various online quizzes that I am: a Black Velvet, architecture, and schizoid. How electrifying. The only point in their favour is that taking them on Omi's laptop in the shop gives the impression that I am working, thus leaving me unmolested by hordes of high-schoolers. Unfortunately, it is unlikely that I will have the luxury to do so on Valentine's Day.
I hate chocolate. Let there be a mission on February 14.