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[stupidloser]

[a certain stupid loser is sitting alone on a bench, definitely not texting the girl that they want to be their girlfriend or anything, because only stupid losers do that.]

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[stupidloser]

Hmph.

[bighouses]

Maybe I'd be afraid too.

[stupidloser]

So there isn't anyone you like.

[bighouses]

I didn't say that.

[stupidloser]

Really.

[bighouses]

[peevishly]

Really!

[stupidloser]

All right, all right. It doesn't matter anyway.

[bighouses]

[not huffy at all]

What do you want to drink?

[stupidloser]

You're really doing this? You didn't even want it.

[bighouses]

I drank it.

[stupidloser]

What, seriously?

[bighouses]

It was cold, and I don't believe in waste.

[stupidloser]

Fine, if you insist. I'll have a chai.

[bighouses]

Letting a girl buy you a drink, how shameful.

[stupidloser]

You offered!

[bighouses]

It was a joke.

[stupidloser]

It's hard to tell with you.

[bighouses]

You should know by now.

[stupidloser]

Or you could be more straightforward.

[bighouses]

That would make my personality worse.

[stupidloser]

I didn't think you cared about that.

[bighouses]

[well you keep mentioning— i mean no]

I don't really.

[stupidloser]

Now that sounds more like you.

[bighouses]

[harrumphs, flipping her hair over her shoulder]

[stupidloser]

[definitely not looking at you]

I'm not saying that's a bad thing.