Yo. Dinner is almost all ready, Liv. Got the pad smelling like chicken parm, and curly fires. If you can snag a bottle of something strong from the bar on your way home we will be all set...just make sure to put it on the books under my tab, please.
Oh figured you would get a good laugh out of it, but was listening to some tunes while cooking and
couldn't really help myself from thinking
about you. So tease away, cause I got fucking down right
mushy.