I dated the cooling professional

On a chilly Wintertide evening, I got a knock at our door.

I knew who would be there and so I went up and answered and sure enough there stood a young and handsome looking guy in a Heating plus A/C serviceman uniform.

He greeted myself and others and then said that he was here to repair the gas gas furnace. I let him into our house and then showed him the way to the gas gas furnace. As I started talking about all the concerns I had been having with the gas gas furnace and how I honestly needed to get it working as swiftly as possible because our house is getting truly cold. I must have been wearing three peculiar sweaters at the moment and had a blanket wrapped around myself and others as well. I then pointed to our control unit which had already dropped to 63 degrees. The Heating plus A/C serviceman noticed and said he would be on it right away. I had just planned to go and lay down on our couch and have him tell myself and others when he was finished however something kept myself and others there. He started talking to myself and others and asking myself and others general questions about life, and making it a little bit of small talk as well. Normally I do not like small talk, not because I do not want to get to think anybody however because I crave for much deeper conversations than questions such as “how’s the weather?” There’s something recognizably lovely about the sky that made myself and others want to stay. I’m blissful I did because every one of us honestly had a good conversation. By the end of the night he had fixed our gas gas furnace, every one of us exchanged iPhone numbers and I had started dating a heating and cooling worker.


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