Hey, Doctor, hey. Let's not. Let's not. It's weird now. We have no foundation to carry this awkward part.
I give up. I.Give.Up.
And yet he perseveres. And I like him. Wait, do I?
But I suppose hanging out is fine, except that this hit or miss, this not seeing each other, based upon our non-foundation, it's not working. We've been sidelined to friends who used to kiss. We've been relegated to seeing each other for a couple hours once a week, usually sitting around trying to think of things to say, aside from the unspoken, the let's be done with this.
We're taking slow fade to a new level.
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