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TWENTY SIX
Nervous is an understatement. I’m literally freaking out. My feet keep bouncing on its own. It’s like a cycle every time I realized and stopped it, then it will go back bouncing shortly. The last time I feel like this, is when I was still a junior who screwed up my work and wait for Maggy to beat my ass.
Rosie and I are currently on our way to the restaurant mom has reserved. The dinner is at seven, which means around half an hour from now. But this is basically my family and Rosie’s first meeting, so I wouldn’t want to leave any bad impression, especially being late.
Rosie looks all good tonight with her an off-shoulder maroon dress. It is a high low dress with its front a bit above her knee. She wears a white high heel which makes her almost as tall as I am. I swear she could wear a sack and still pull it off. It’s embarrassing how I shamelessly staring at Rosie when I picked her up earlier until she snapped me out of my daydream.
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