“By the way,” he started. “I like that hoodie of yours.” “Yeah, it’s pretty nice and comfortable,” I responded. “Where’d you get it? Because I’ve been trying to find mine for a while that looks exactly like that,” he asked, and I giggled. “I went to a cabin once with this guy that I really like. This was his, and it somehow accidentally ended up in my suitcase,” I groggily answered.
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