Jonathan, are you there man? It’s Steve. Listen, I just wanna talk.
They walk quietly along the dirt road lined with bright wildflowers and newly budded trees. After the past two years, spring has quickly become Jonathan’s favorite season. Everything is fresh and airy and all the troubles of winter get washed away with March’s and April’s rains. Not to mention that Steve is walking just a few inches away from him, and his cologne is mingling with the flowers to make a scent that’s just as good as Nancy’s almond-cherry shampoo, if not better.
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