Real homemade amateur proof
Yet this past year, I'd felt like I was crashing at her and her boyfriend's place. No more.
He still needed a roof over his head and food in his belly. I said he didn't have to contribute toward rent while he was getting his degree, but he insisted that he couldn't live with me for free.
After four hours of the noise and being hit at least a dozen times by random ladies' purses while they adjusted the weight of their purchases as they shuffled by, I would have gladly traded this job for a fish market. At least the fish didn't bicker about getting a lower discount than advertised, or that so-and-so was already out of whatever it was in the flyer and it was only nine o'clock.
" I copied him and finally lifted my eyes back to his. "What had you wanted to do.