14oneword: blind (2/7/2007, 8:14:26 PM)
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"You are blind." She tells you rather blatantly over coffee and fresh-baked sugar cookies.
The smell is thick, filling your nostrils and permeating the air of her small, tidy kitchenette.
She doesn't even blink as she takes a sip. That annoys you.
"To what?" You ask, settling your cup on the saucer and eyes fixed on her. She doesn't even blink.
"This," she replies just before kissing you squarely on the lips.