I was ready to hurt her. To scream. To throw the friendship into a fit.

Then I fell. Hard. I feel stupid because all we've exchanged is four sentences and a smile. I think I'll try flirting intensley first then skip right to the forward thing and just ask for his number. I'm too impatient for anything else.

All I know about him is where he works. But I don't care.



hold me close like we both died
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