Well, he said it. He almost did. Anyway, he likes me. Likes me so much he came to seek me out after 3 years. 4 years. Whatever. He makes me feels I'm so special. He makes me want to hit him over the head with something heavy. Give him time, and he'll make me want other things too. He's not handsome. He doesn't read books as I do. He isn't my type.
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