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I have a perfect job, a new perfect apartment. What could get better? I'm only 28 and life has been awesome.

But the constant misdelivery of tiramisu cakes at my door step is getting to me. I mean who orders 2 tiramisu cakes every week??

I was going to complain when it became ridiculous at one point but then I saw him.

My neighbor, the cute little college freshman with big brown doe eyes. The one that orders all the cakes

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