the talk

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"Um ok." He said kinda worried.

"I just wanted to sit down and talk."

"Oh, well next time could you please tell me that before storming into my house." I giggled.

"Haha fine. I'm kinda the eager type."

WHAT DID THIS BOY JUST SAY?

I wrote that down in my journal.

I gave him a smile even though I was clearly uncomfortable.

He sat down on my couch like he owned the place, and rubbed Lucy's forehead.

"So," he said as he sat down.

"Tell me a little more about yourself, Emily."

I stared at him and started on my memorized life story.

"Ok, I'm Emily, wait you know that..."

"I move a lot so I kinda have that memorized, I always start with that part." I say murmuring.

"Oh," He said. "Tell me about that then."

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