I was feeling emotional and reminiscing times with Dean in London.
“Sighhh who would’ve thought huh? 6 years ago we were just going on our first date, not knowing we’d be married today. Now everything is so niceeee and happy and perfecttttt. Remember those times when we’d walk around Hyde Park? Remember those times when you’d send me off to the tube station in between classes, and how we’d go for a quick lunch together before our next class and all. And now we’re marrieeddddd, and we have a business together and we’re going to live the rest of our lives together! It’s crazy, huh?!”
“Why do you think there are holes in my pants? Did something happen in the washing machine?”
Ah… nothing like real love.