The Meet

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I am only a bagel. For I cannot fall in love. It mourns me everyday and hurts. Until I saw it. Her grains fell from her beautiful circle. I rolled over to her.
"Hello. I am Simple. What are you doing in this damp, pantry" I said with a serious but flirty tone.
"I am Bagel. I am just chilling with Cheese." She said her beauty hit me like a human's mouth, crunching on me.
"Maybe we can get coffee sometime Bagel" I said while sliding her a crumb with my digits.
"I am bagel. OK" I heard her as I walked away

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