Dirty Little secrets
We ate like that, talking shit about the conference speakers one guy with a monotone voice that could've put a hyper kid to sleep and he kept refilling my cup, his hand brushing my thigh casually but on purpose, building that heat slowly.
Then random shit started happening, like out of nowhere this seagull swooped down, bold as fuck, and snatched half my sandwich right out of my hand. "What the… hey, you feathered thief!" I yelled, jumping up, waving my arms, and the bird just flapped away with its prize, dropping crumbs everywhere.
Calder burst out laughing, doubled over on the blanket. "Oh my goodness gracious, your face! Priceless. Here, take mine."
"Fuck you, that's not funny," I snapped
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