After making the floors of your house shine, you couldn't help but look your broom every now and then when trying to clean the rest of your nasty ass house.
Once making the house seem somewhat reasonable you went to bed and sleep (now that's some good depression). After awakening you sat on the bed for what felt like 5 minutes (but was really and hour) you walked to the kitchen for some cereal.
After finishing your cereal you walked to your broom. Once you grabbed your broom you noticed how soft and smooth your broom was after being polished and thought it was... kinda hot.
"Hey baby wanna go out," you said seductively to your broom... "I'll take that as a yes," you said to the silence. You almost immediately ran to your room to plan the date with your broom (you also dropped broom how rude!)
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Me and my Broom
Romanceyou fall in love with your broom because nobody likes you (im sorry for the hard truth)
