I think it's him. I can't swallow it. I seem to be questioning myself whether I was at home sleeping and dreaming instead of doing flag day.

Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I think it was him. Rewind. Play. I think I am going to die. I will die happy now.

I AM A FUCKING SHINY HAPPY PERSON!

Oh, I'm so smitten.

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