A ledger for favours, because “I’ll do it later” was not holding up in court.
There is an audit trail now. You are, currently, losing.
The five senses and the five love languages, on one page. Press a number.
Five senses, five languages, five keys on a keyboard. The maths was not a coincidence.
Four years of us, shelved like a streaming service with a suspiciously small catalogue.
Rows, autoplay, and a Continue Watching with exactly one title in it.