So like a few weeks ago I was talking to Ollie and I was like, we should go on a date. And he was like that is a fantastic idea that is going to happen now. And for the past two weeks he has refused to tell me what we’re doing!! He said tonight he’s going to go to the gym, shower there- suspiiiiicious!!! He wouldn’t let me see his change of clothes either, he hid them in a backpack- and then ‘pick up some stuff’ before swinging back by the house to pick me up around six.
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I mean, whatttt!!!! I must know. I’m dying.
