Chocolate
Dessert? Chocolate?
How about almond mousse?
Let’s stop the questions there. Say chocolate for me and almond mousse for you.
It means a trip to the shop.
Hmm. That’s a bit embarrassing. This will be the third consecutive night I dropped in to buy chocolate.
Why don’t you just saunter in and pick up a couple of bottles of water and then just as you get to the check-out, glance at the candy rack…
And swoop up a couple of packages as if it were an impulse purchase?
If you go in every night on cue, it looks like you suffer from an addiction.
But I do.
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Labels: chocolate, embarrassment
