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| She had her skirt on the other way around and I decided to not tell her for the rest of the day |
September 2015 - October 2015
So it was probably mid afternoon when I was home alone with Steph, doing the dishes, singing my lungs out, off-key in my hoodie and sweats when I sensed a stranger's presence in the house. I was a bit freaked, coz I noticed my phone flying across the living room to land with a quiet thud onto the couch from its position that was out of my sight. A quick look to my left told me that Steph was indeed, not the source of the quick toss.
