sobota, 4 czerwca 2011

- Tell me about her.
- When she filled up my cup of coffee, she would ask me how I was doing. Waitress things, you know. It doesn't really constitute a girlfriend.
- Did you ever get her name?
- Yeah, it was Athena. I was gonna marry her.
- You were gonna marry her?
- Yeah. I bought her a ring and everything. Anyway, she's gone.
- She's gone? Or she's somewhere else? What do you mean?
- There is no somewhere else.

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