baby troian

8

“Remember my first summer in D.C.? You and I just started hanging out a lot and this one night we met for a beer.
Well, I had gotten a job offer in San Francisco but we were having such a good time that I decided to wait to tell you I was moving until after our drink.
And when we finally got to your door I started to tell you about my job but you were distracted looking for your keys.”