“Isn’t this wild?” “I’m well, and you? You want a drink?” “Great, yes, why don’t we have a shooter as well?” “Great idea! I’m dying–” “Hey! Hey, sorry, dude, can we get a round of tequila? Yes, yes. Yes. Thanks!” “Uh, yes, isn’t this wild?” *** “No. No, I can’t[…]
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Mixed Signals
He smiled at her and she smiled back, but then the tide of students between classes carried her away. He would spend the whole of the next couple periods before close daydreaming about her. They were in different grades and shared no classes, so she may as well have been[…]
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