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| "No way! I love mini golf and all that," Paul exclaims, "I just thought you'd be the dancing type, you're even more cool than I thought!" So you go mini golfing and totally kick his butt. You become boyfriend and girlfriend and date heavily for 3 years, until he leaves you a message saying, "Umm, we need to talk, meet me for dinner tonight." What do you do about it? | ||||||
| Mom can I go? Please pretty please!! (Hehe, he's such a cutie!) | ||||||
| Oh no! You know that the bad news will crush you, but have no choice but to go. In attempt to salvage your relationship, you wear his favorite outfit of yours, a crop top with a belly chain and some birkenstocks, to have him remember why you're together. | ||||||