as long as you promise not to start sprinting in the park my cardio day's not until tomorrow
( whatever those few things might be, they can't be worse than turning out to be an actual nazi sleeper agent. that's what she's telling herself, anyway. maybe he's secretly an alien — or engaged — or worse, an engaged alien? maybe he just wanted to experiment on some sad girl in the gym all those weeks ago and she was his (un)lucky victim.
doesn't matter. she's still going to strap on her sneakers and head out, dragging a lightweight hoodie on over her head to ward against any late-night summer chill. )
i'd offer to send up a flare but i have a feeling you'll beat me there
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my cardio day's not until tomorrow
( whatever those few things might be, they can't be worse than turning out to be an actual nazi sleeper agent. that's what she's telling herself, anyway. maybe he's secretly an alien — or engaged — or worse, an engaged alien? maybe he just wanted to experiment on some sad girl in the gym all those weeks ago and she was his (un)lucky victim.
doesn't matter. she's still going to strap on her sneakers and head out, dragging a lightweight hoodie on over her head to ward against any late-night summer chill. )
i'd offer to send up a flare but i have a feeling you'll beat me there