
I wish you could see my fridge. My roommate and I are in our mid-twenties, and thus can’t grab the carrot cake out of the fridge without half a dozen couples staring back at us.
It’s wedding season.

I wish you could see my fridge. My roommate and I are in our mid-twenties, and thus can’t grab the carrot cake out of the fridge without half a dozen couples staring back at us.
It’s wedding season.