Parties, Parties, Parties....

It was the first time I'd seen them all outside of our making dolls on Tuesday nights. Conversation was a little awkward to start, but when we left the restaurant at 9:30 I was shocked that we'd been there for three hours. I actually asked the woman giving me a ride home if the clock in her car was right. Time flies when you're eating curried chicken wings and listening to Ojikans speak their-Ojikan Japanese.

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