I don't get it. Why are you here? And truly, looking fiiiiiiiiiiiine. I mean, if that's what I was into. We proved last year that it was just not meant to be, I'm into something a little more.... unexpected and you said you liked it where it was warmer than Chicago. I was counting on it being a one summer fling.

Also? I think you might be a little old-fashioned and frankly, misrepresented.  

I saw you at the hardware store looking a little lonely and I admit it, I was curious and maybe a little lonely too. You looked tall, dark and... rich.

I took you home with me, although I admit it was a little late. I got you right into my bed and you quickly showed me (and some of my friends, too) what you were all about.

But it wasn't what I expected, honestly I found you a bit vulgar and common. I thought we'd have this mysterious thing and... Nope. 

And now you're back? You SAID you liked it where it was warmer. You said you couldn't live with Chicago's cold winters. I moved on, there's someone new in your spot. 

Her name is Madeline. 

 

Oh, you like Madeline, too? 

This just got interesting. 

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