Almost one year year ago, some friends and I snuck into a church on Spicer st. and explored the basement until someone called the cops (if I remember correctly, we played a game of ping-pong and some shuffle board). It was an adrenaline rush for sure...we then ventured over to BW3's to watch the Cavs game and drink some brews. It was there where I first started to connect with HIM. We were talking all night and the next few weeks we were inseparable. Tonight we are going to recreate that! We're going to BW3's with the (mostly) the same people and watching the Cavs! THEY BETTER WIN-GO CAVS!
edit: the Cavs suck
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