incomplete | short story

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           "Woebegone"

           "What?"

           "This is why you need an updated dictionary"

She looked away from him, and sunk into her seat. He knew she didn't like talking about that stuff, but he continued pestering her about it.

           "I am sorry,"

           "Sure you are."

           "Jen"

           "Marcel"

           "I am sorry."

           "You already said that."

           "Because I mean it."

She sighed, it was so hard to fight with him; you had nothing to get mad at him for because he never intended to hurt anyone.

           "I'm not mad."

           "Correction- I am."

           "Marcel"

           "Jen" 

She laughed softly; it was one of the things she didn't do very often. He took off his glasses and wiped them with his shirt. She grabbed his glasses playfully but he frowned, and shook his head. Her head hung low in embarrassment- she just wanted to have fun. Not that studying wasn't fun- it surely was, but not the kind of fun she saw in movies.

           "Are you okay?"

           "I'm fine."

           "Correction- I am."

           "Marcel"

           "Jen"

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