I've got news.
Yeah?
You're dating my friend.
Sarah?
Yes.
How would you know?
Well, you told me you went on a date with a girl named Sarah at the exact same time Sarah went on a date with a guy named Lucas.
Ever thought it could be utterly coincidental?
Hmm... Nope.
Does this Sarah girl have long blonde hair?
Yes...
Bright green eyes?
Yes...
Was she wearing a small black dress?
Yes.
Can we stop now?
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"Sarah!" I yell from the couch, Sarah soon popping her head around the door frame to greet me with half open, sleepy eyes.
"Yes?" She groggily whispers.
"Was Lucas by any chance wearing a black top and dark denim jeans?" She looks at me quite baffled, her head withdrawing back.
"What?"
"You heard me." I giggle, tilting my head back in annoyance.
"He was, yes." She responds. "Why?"
"Never mind," I grin. "Thank you."
"Okay..." She's shakes her head, too sleepy to question me.
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No, I'm correct.
How?
She just confirmed what you were wearing.
Wow.
What?
We live close then?
Still not telling you my address.
I was not insinuating that.
Later!
Okay, then.
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