"Dear Kat-boy,
I give it a year. Maybe a few if he's being particularly stupid.
But Bowen loves you like I love Cheetos, baby. ;)
I'll be in the front row at your wedding, screaming ‘I told you so’ and
blubbering like a baby. Can't wait.
Love always, Brett-man."
IM GONA CRY
— 1 hour, 54 min ago
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