Just As I Thought

I’m special

And last night when I got back to my room, there was a message that a package was waiting for me.
I grumpily made my way back down to the basement to get the package… and discovered that it was a box of flowers, from a wonderful friend of mine who plays the guitar. I was slightly less grumpy.
Now I have a nice bouquet of flowers that I have been carrying around with me in the hotel as I work, showing the world that someone actually likes me…

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