dr-cupid
<< “Sorry, I’m late, lunch is on me.” Austin said breathlessly as he approached Dez, who had been sitting and waiting at their usual table in the mall food court. “I would’ve been on time, but Ally really wanted hot salsa from the Mexican market on the other side of town. Traffic was a nightmare.” Austin plopped himself down across from Dez. He hoped his friend wasn’t too annoyed by his lack of punctuality. “I’m here now, though.”
“What’s up?” >>














