Well now, don’t think that there isn’t anything happening on the romantic front. There is.
There has been love flowering by the counter for people with under 5 items.
And I actually already found a very nice Londoner. And he loves me, unconditionally. I am a bit overwhelmed by his attention, I am not used to all this anymore. He looks at me all the time with his deep dark brown eyes while I try to concentrate on writing job applications. He doesn’t leave my side, and better he wants to sit on my lap all the time.
We haven’t talked much yet, but we understand each other completely. Sometimes words are not necessary, especially not when we are talking unconditional love.
I don’t even know his name yet, but until I do, I just call him Bill.
Oh there he is, he just entered the room. So if you’ll excuse me, I have some loving to do.
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Don’t look any further. Bill is the only right name! (Or Robert of course : )
Unconditional? Or as long as you feed him?
Bill’s a cutie-pie, though.
When I say unconditional, I mean unconditional. I haven’t fed him anything at all.
I don’t dare, to be honest, who knows what happens then :-)
There`s no true`r love than pet`s love, you know ;-)
That’s not Bill, that’s W.!
Or maybe his twin brother…
It’s good to have a man called B. on your lap. Be it Bill or Boris, as long as thy purr life is good.