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“But there was something in his eyes at times that I would almost swear said something more. Some deeper sort of regard.”
“It could have been avoided. This couch misery spiral, this loss I couldve avoided the bulk of it simply by doing more. I couldve given a shit...”
“It could have been avoided. This couch misery spiral, this … loss … I could’ve avoided the bulk of it simply by doing more. I could’ve given a shit...”
“I had also never realized before that I loved him, but I did. And his pain was my pain, and it hurt, but it also felt good in a strange way, knowing that we could share in it together.”
“What are you going to do for school?""Go to FSU with Tash.""What if there was no Tash? What would you do then?""I don't know," she murmurs. "Maybe go wherever Gabe goes. Or come to New York with yo...”
“You said no, though, he says, slightly muffled. When I asked you out. That one time.Wait, what?That time at work? I asked you to the movies, and you said you would invite Vera?I pull back a bit. Th...”
“Close your eyes, real tight, and then count to three hundred. Thats all you have to do. You just count to three hundred, and when you open your eyes, five minutes will have passed. And even if it h...”
“I pulled out my phone and thought about calling someone, but who was there to call? And what would I even say? It was just the kind of unpleasant surprise you had to share with someone, but I didnt...”
“Wait, he said, and he had his hand outstretched toward me, fingertips just brushing the sleeve of my sweatshirt, gently rooting me to the spot. I wanted to shrug him off, but at the same time, I wa...”
“You said no, though,” he says, slightly muffled. “When I asked you out. That one time.”“Wait, what?”“That time at work? I asked you to the movies, and you said you would invite Vera?”I pull back a ...”
“Close your eyes, real tight, and then count to three hundred. That’s all you have to do. You just count to three hundred, and when you open your eyes, five minutes will have passed. And even if it ...”
“Wait,” he said, and he had his hand outstretched toward me, fingertips just brushing the sleeve of my sweatshirt, gently rooting me to the spot. I wanted to shrug him off, but at the same time, I w...”
