The rain, relentless. The candle, vanilla. The coffee, rich and dark. The bacon, crispy and smokey.
Yeah, isn’t that romantic? Like outdoors, woodsman, mountain man, rugged and self-reliant.
-more like fat meat-eater-
Promises of time together for breakfast? You know, after a night of passion so-right-neither-of-us-wants-to-leave kind of passion.
-if it’s all about the sex, she won’t be impressed-
-now you’re implying she’s fat-
Wine? What about wine?
-you’re missing the point, which isn’t about you or sex-
This is more complicated than I ever imagined.