Feb 02, 2011 01:30
It's been a long day but being on plastics isn't so bad once you get used to it and I'm actually beginning to really enjoy it. I decide to pick up some takeout and head to Aubrey's; I haven't seen her much today and I'm guessing she's not going to have bought anything for her fridge yet and she has to eat. I reach her apartment just as I see her struggling with some boxes from her car and I park my car beside hers.
"I bought dinner," I say, holding up the bags as I walk to help her with the boxes. "Why don't you take these up and I'll take care of the boxes?"
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