There's too many seeds in mine, she said, referring to her glass.
I never liked strawberry bellini anyway...but you never asked.
Saturday Brunch
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First Page: Math Notebook
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1/12 We barely spoke all break. I don’t even know your schedule this semester. You texted me the other night asking for mine; you didn’t text back yours. I guess I’ll just see you when I see you. No planned meals or study groups. That’s cool. Before break, I saw you at finals. Our English final. I was two table behind you. I know you saw me; you stood up, pushed in your...