My valentine's day was cold and lonely. My husbear had given me some heart-shaped nougat chocolates... so it wasn't all bad, but I'm all about the physical contact. I really needed a warm fuzzy hug and what would inevitably follow.
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tardy to the party. My dude is not a fan of v-day as a kind of command performance of your affection as expressed through jacked-up prices. However there is a nice little place in our town owned by a (we're pretty sure) male couple and they did a pretty reasonable prix-fixe which was also a benefit for the local animal shelter. We went in a group of 8 including both couples and some single friends. The food was great as always as was the company. I treated my guy and he got me a funny t-shirt as a token gift.
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