You have some sugar?

Two nights ago, the doorbell rang. I open the door and I find this:



Yes, ladies. THIS. ALL OF IT.

He asks me something silly, like if I have sugar. He goes on to tell me he lives upstairs, and he gives me a very inviting note with his apartment number, and some nice words.

Now ladies. Would you say no? Would you NOT run upstairs the next day with some silly excuse to get in? :P Exactly. I did.

And of course I woke up. Of course it was a dream, ladies. But I got up feeling brand new, my skin looking awesome and bright, my heart racing. Sigh.

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P.S: I told him he could visit any time. Don't be silly, you'd have said the same.