“Loraine, you are my density.”
“What?”
“My destiny.”
“Ohhhh.”
An awkward George McFly stumbled through his attempt to invite Loraine to the “Enchantment Under the Sea” dance. He’d planned his poetic words carefully and tried to follow the script as he approached her in the diner. Maybe he was nervous. Maybe it was the after-effect of the chocolate milk he j…
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