Sooo my grandparents went out for dinner & brought me a plate , they went to Ruby Tuesdays; where i used to serve.I go to open the box with my food in it & now i can hardly eat. little do they know that this black box & this food contains memories of countless closing shifts sitting at the bar sharing our usual and drinks, so much laughter, smiles, kisses, & thumb wrestling games. So i eat the rice & broccoli and save the fish for you cause we know it’s to spicy for me.
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