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Life Should Imitate Romance Literature Far More Often.

He Looked Like He'd Just Seen The Ghost Of You Better Shut Your Mouth.

You Are Speaking Of My Future Lover. Be More Respectful.

Hey, Our Hair's The Same Color," I Said, Eyeing Us Side By Side In The Mirror. Sure Is, Girlfriend." Eric Grinned At Me. "but Are You Blond All The Way Down?" Don't You Wish You Knew?" Yes," He Said Simply. Well, You'll Just Have To Wonder." I Am," He Said. "blond Everywhere," I Could Tell As Much From Your Chest Hair." He Raised My Arm To Check My Armpit. "you Silly Women, Shaving Your Body Hair," He Said, Dropping My Arm.

There's Not Much I Dislike More Than Being Addressed As "hey You" And Being Poked With A Finger.