I toss my garbage from a burger shop in the trash and notice you curled up under a large oak tree, scribbling away at something..... I've seen you in Clasical Lit. 101 I think, and hey, your pretty cute! I put on my signature smile and walk over, sneakily looking over your shoulder. Poetry, huh? Never woulda guessed, and its not homework I think. Now I gotta know! I tap your shoulder and grin Ello! I'm Jayden! Whatcha doin?
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