My boyfriend brought home a pumpkin soufflé pie last weekend and I successfully avoided it pretty well, but I definitely did have a slice of it's delicious fluffiness. Generally, he is the King of Health and the one who most harshly judges indulgences I want to partake in, but he's bee letting his pumpkiny-spicy-fall-flavors get best of him and our apartment lately.
I "saved room for pie" then said "no" to it.
Hopefully - this weekend - he won't bring home anything I'll have to avoid.
Hopefully - this weekend - he won't bring home anything I'll have to avoid.
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