Finally this day arrived. Company dinner, or maybe something else for me. I'm sure the passion wasn't burning as fiercely as before, yet somehow you manage to reignite the whole situation. Quit making me feel different from the rest. Quit squeezing with me on the 1-seater armchair. You're just like the scenery that I can't enjoy behind the fogged-up window.

Anyway on a side note, I realized a few of my colleagues would prefer missing out dinners like that. I mean, it's pretty fun isn't it? Or maybe it's just me and my liking for social events. But I admit I had a tad too much booze.

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If only you're a book.