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I’ll never forget senior night when I first noticed you after our last home game of the season. I was at the game table, broadcasting on the radio my plans after high school. I notice you starring me down Ms. Hazel eyes. biting your lips, smiling. waiting for me to finish. Glancing at you, ending my interview quickly. grabbing my full attention. Walking over, to approach you, I said: “I remember you love from earlier in the season. nice to see you again lol here’s my number come see me tonight.”
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Oct 15, 2021
Oct 15, 2021 at 1:14 AM UTC
First fan from the opposing team
I’ll never forget senior night when I first noticed you after our last home game of the season. I was at the game table, broadcasting on the radio my plans after high school. I notice you starring me down Ms. Hazel eyes. biting your lips, smiling. waiting for me to finish. Glancing at you, ending my interview quickly. grabbing my full attention. Walking over, to approach you, I said: “I remember you love from earlier in the season. nice to see you again lol here’s my number come see me tonight.”
She was a fan of mines as I was of hers
xavier-thomas
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31/M/Arkansas
Oct 15, 2021
Oct 15, 2021 at 1:14 AM UTC
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