The kitchen is cold and drab. Nothing like what you expected a sweet girl like me to live in. You’ve come over for tea and as you sip the hot drink, you feel the need to cover up the fact that it tastes awful. There’s a heaviness left on your tongue that you can’t shake but you don’t want to hurt my feelings.
I sit across the table from you. Just talking away. Blabbing about whatever pops into my mind and you listen, nodding your head and sipping the terrible tea because you like me. My body entices you and my voice tickles you so you sit and begin to feel dizzy. It’s easy to see the haze in your eyes now and that’s when I stand up and force your cell phone into your hand.
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