So Dave offered to make me a going-home dinner, which was kinda weird, especially because I was upset at him about something or other. So I just invited all my friends and told him afterward, which he didn’t seem too pleased about. But I don’t care. Since we were going to have about a dozen people, he decided to make more delicious pancakes, because they would stretch further. So he tried the blueberry kind, and they were indeed delicious! He made a disfigured Mickey one for me and a dinosaur one for Melissa. And all my friends were there and it was fun and I loved it. And they’re all going to miss me, cause I’m awesome. Or something.
Farewell, New York! I’ll be back soon.
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