You look at her, half imagining her leaning in for a kiss, while the other half of your brain is trying to focus on her words. You nod slowly, fearing the moment she asks you to repeat any of what she is saying, just then a boy dressed in all black, with black nail polish and a pale face, wearing guy liner passes the two of you and she takes notice of his UFO shirt, ending the conversation abruptly "Oh Look, a goth boy!" you let out a sigh of relief "Wait... Where was I?" She asks you
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