Another weekend spent in Buffalo with Brent, another weekend spent blissfully happy. After spending four and a half years with him I still found myself entertained and thankful to have him as he repeatedly shot me with a Nerf gun this weekend. Having gotten one for Christmas, and his room mate having one as well, their new form of entertainment comes in the shape of making me their personal moving target. After some fake attention seeking frowns on my part, and some sweet apologies for the accuracy on his part, I decided he is just like a sour patch kid, sour then sweet. I never find myself wanting to be more than two feet away from him and I still wake up every day wondering how I got so lucky.
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