Baiting My Best Friend
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I moved in with my childhood best friend.
Today, after a sweltering trek across the city, I unlocked our front door only to find him standing on the balcony, holding a piece of my freshly laundered lace underwear between two fingers.
He furrowed his brow, inspecting it with complete sincerity. "Since when do you wear blush pink?"





