Today's OneWord: Romance
Joey had dreamed of a bittersweet romance. Not a succulent one. Like eating dark chocolate without a gooey cherry center. Or caramel. Caramel, to her, was the epitome of overindulgent sweetness. Like asking your tongue to wrestle for glory against a swamp of sticky kisses.
She sat down at the café with a black coffee and a croissant. All butter. No sugar.
She sat down at the café with a black coffee and a croissant. All butter. No sugar.
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