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"How do you feel about her?" She asks me from across the room, and I giggle in my drunken daze.
"I don't know, how do you feel about her?" I draw out the question, avoiding my inevitable answer. I can't avoid it for long, after all, she has to be asking me this for a reason.
She smiles, "Well, she's my friend,"
"Sooooo, she's my friend, too," I stall.
I look at you, knowing full too well what is coming next, "But is she your friend? Or your friend?" She replies.
"Like... she's my friend... but I'd just be so down if she were down..." I bite my lip to hold back the rest of the reasons I am attracted to her. We're so alike and we acknowledge together. We both love the stars and have the app that identifies the constellations and she laughs at my bad jokes and we click so unexpectedly well, so much better than I've clicked with anyone in awhile.
Tonight at dinner she started laughing and smiling whilst looking at me, all because I had apparently been smirking. I can't control my facial expressions whenever I'm around her, which may be a good sign, but a sly smirk was all it took to send her into an unintentional fit of giggles.
Tonight she's a college or two or three away with her girlfriend. I just hope she makes her as happy as I wish I could.
"I don't know, how do you feel about her?" I draw out the question, avoiding my inevitable answer. I can't avoid it for long, after all, she has to be asking me this for a reason.
She smiles, "Well, she's my friend,"
"Sooooo, she's my friend, too," I stall.
I look at you, knowing full too well what is coming next, "But is she your friend? Or your friend?" She replies.
"Like... she's my friend... but I'd just be so down if she were down..." I bite my lip to hold back the rest of the reasons I am attracted to her. We're so alike and we acknowledge together. We both love the stars and have the app that identifies the constellations and she laughs at my bad jokes and we click so unexpectedly well, so much better than I've clicked with anyone in awhile.
Tonight at dinner she started laughing and smiling whilst looking at me, all because I had apparently been smirking. I can't control my facial expressions whenever I'm around her, which may be a good sign, but a sly smirk was all it took to send her into an unintentional fit of giggles.
Tonight she's a college or two or three away with her girlfriend. I just hope she makes her as happy as I wish I could.
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