I have just come downstairs from getting dressed in fancy clothes,
And I decide that it's time to go on a little scavenger hunt.
I open the fridge with a flourish and an evil smile on my face.
"Come on, please tell me she didn't throw away the lemony olives..." I mutter to myself, searching.
Yes! I pull a small container filled with green ovals in it out of the fridge in triumph. "Got 'em!"
I sit down at the brown, crowded kitchen table and pry open the plastic container.
I pop a lemony olive into my mouth.
Perfection. A summer's day with a little bit of tang.
I look outside and it's December 15.
Whatever.
And I decide that it's time to go on a little scavenger hunt.
I open the fridge with a flourish and an evil smile on my face.
"Come on, please tell me she didn't throw away the lemony olives..." I mutter to myself, searching.
Yes! I pull a small container filled with green ovals in it out of the fridge in triumph. "Got 'em!"
I sit down at the brown, crowded kitchen table and pry open the plastic container.
I pop a lemony olive into my mouth.
Perfection. A summer's day with a little bit of tang.
I look outside and it's December 15.
Whatever.
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