From: deathboy01@hotmail.com
For: hottie-sunshine@hotmail.com
Subject: I can't get over spaghetti
Really, what did it have? Is it a family secret recipe? Does it have a weird herb or a specific parmesan cheese brand or some kind of special cooking for the meat or a homemade sauce? And don't tell me that the secret ingredient is love or some other shit. I've never eaten something that delicious in my whole life. Per tutti gli dei, I'd exchange McDonald's for more spaghetti. Do you know how to make lasagna? I'll go to heaven if you do. I wouldn't mind having dinner at your house again.
Just in case, it lasted for the whole weekend. I was so ephemeral (that word just popped into my mind, did the teacher ever mention it during Literature? I just found the perfect use for it, bless spaghetti). I didn't want it to finish. I, literally, savored each spoonful. Why did it taste even more delicious when it was running out? Fuck.
Speaking of something other than spaghetti...
Ah, this is going to be short.
I still have its flavor in my mouth. A flavor I can't taste any longer 💔.
Oh, about the bet, I've been thinking about it. I don't need you to do anything, yet. Consider it a postponement.
Do we have any Biology homework for tomorrow? I almost slept the entire last class.
Ps: How was your weekend?
Ps2: I'll return the Tupper tomorrow.
Ps3: Thanks for the ride home, I didn't know you could drive.
Ps4: I hope you can find your agenda.
Ps5: The spaghetti, Will, the spaghetti 👌✨
12:48 pm, 04/04/2016.
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