So… I grinned and flashed my finger at a bunch of guys trying to chat me up.
That would be my Cartier be-ringed ring finger, obviously.
And I was prepared for the fake groans and laughter, but totally unprepared for the cutest of them all to look at me mournfully and plead, “At least adopt me.”
P.S. And by "cutest" i mean--funniest. Not the other thing, obviously. (Mmkay, Big A?)
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