Dave hurriedly shuffled around the apartment hiding all of the clutter wherever he could find a spot–closet, underneath the sofa, and he even hid the dirty dishes in the oven. He made a mental note to remember that before he or Jack baked anything, although there was a slim chance of that ever happening. The romantic dinner he had ‘prepared’ had actuall…
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