'One day.
I will come home.
And there will be a hot guy in my room.
He will have haägen dăz in one hand and the cure for the common cold in the other.
He will also be my boyfriend.
We will cuddle.'
Wish made. 25.02.16. 1800 hrs. Down with flu.
...
"hey... excuseee meee... oh! hey! you.. preeeti!"
"I think you have the wrong room..."
...
Wish (apparently) granted. 29.02.16.1400 hrs. Recovering.
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Idea inspired by the common cold.
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