...finding out that the name on the Nestle Crunch you'd been eyeing in the fridge belongs to a guest who checked out 3 days ago for Australia.
As i bite into it and type this, there's some kind of guilty pleasure in it. kinda like i know it's wrong, but somehow that's why it tastes better. forbidden chocolate probably always does.
Mmmmm...... -D
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