“Okay, here it is, your choice… it’s simple, her or me, and I’m sure she is really great.

But Derek, I love you. In a really, really big “pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you”, love you.

So pick me, choose me, love me.”

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Feliz final de temporada.

(Y cumpleaños de papá!)