So I come
home today, as any
good-natured
single geek would on the
14th of Feb;
six-pack in one hand,
TV Dinner and
Adam Sandler movie in the other. It's Valentine's Day
again, and this is practically becoming
tradition.
As I walk up to my apartment, I notice there's something tied to the door!
A red...ribbony...something...I wonder who it's from? Does everybody's door have one? Hmm, no. That's interesting...Try not to get too excited.
I get closer...huh, it's a thing of Hershey's Kisses, and a note's attached...
...
"We Love our Residents!
-- the staff of Villas at Homestead"