6. No, I TOTALLY wasn’t planning on eating that. I just brought it home for fun! I’m glad you enjoyed the rest of my celebratory steak dinner, though.
i inhaled deeply. your scent, your deodorant, your cologne, even your morning breath. i know these scents so well and the familiarity is comforting.
When I sat down, I noticed a man sitting on the other side of the aisle, one row back, that looked strangely familiar. He was covered in dark winter wear, tall, older, with black glasses. Suddenly it hit me. JOHN CUSACK WAS ON MY FLIGHT.