First Contact
Am I nervous? Sure, why not. If being on an airplane wasn’t already bad enough, I’m also on my way to meet someone for the first time.
As in, face to face, which I normally fail at. Oh fuck, this was such a bad idea. Why did I fucking agree to it? Oh yeah, because I wanted to. At the time at least. Now I’m panicking, rifling through my
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