"Rick," he turned his head very quickly, "I dont want to see you anymore." I said it. Bluntlly, matter of factly, sternly.
"Fair enough"
"You make me feel like shit"
"I'm sorry I make you feel that way, I suppose you'd like me to leave now"
"yeah..."
long pause, no eye contact. He knows he uses me, he knows he's a dick.
"I hope we can be friends somtime
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