Stream of Thought

B.S. Pre-Qualifiers

When we first met, it felt briefly like kismet – until he said out loud how happy he was that I was a brunette.

Feeling elated, myself, at our chance meeting, I playfully informed him that, in fact, I was a natural blond with blue eyes from California.

Upon hearing this, the door to our proceeding was abruptly barred shut to me because he was afraid of his family teasing him about my origins.

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