So last night I had a really good, really sad, really random dream. I don't remember the specifics, but Will and I reconciled and fell in love again. If only he hadn't changed so much, and if I had changed sooner...
(Notes: Really, really cute (bonus points), from Morocco (extra bonus points), When I left without saying goodbye, said fling followed me to coat check to get my number (bonus points))
So I just happened to be looking up our fave Flan man on Wikipedia, and this is what I found:
"He spent a year studying at the Sorbonne in Paris[4] as part of the Junior Year Abroad program and is fluent enough to joke around with French reporters in French.[6]"