okay, true story.
i meet a friend for lunch about once a month. for whatever reason it always seems that i end up choosing the place we eat.
if i crave nachos, nachos it is.
it i crave shawarma, shawarma it is.
so this time, despite the fact that i was having the most unnatural and intense cravings for a wonderfully deliciously greek meal i was determined to let my friend choose the location of our lunch.
hiya. {hugs.} wanna do greek?



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