He took me to The Cheesecake Factory afterward. He drove an hour to Philly for me to break up with him. Two hours of tears later and he still insisted.
The wait at the Center City Cheesecake Factory that Friday night was another hour and a half. He insisted that we finish what was the longest night of my life with two slices of cheesecake. I had to remind him that I don’t like cheesecake.
I never went back to The Cheesecake Factory. I miss their avocado egg rolls.