Replying...
Intro. It's funny, isn't it? How we always end up here. Me, making some ridiculously 'pun-tastic' joke, and you, pretending not to roll your eyes but secretly laughing. You're like the constant in my chaotic equation, the silent rhythm to my sometimes off-key melody. I tell myself we're just friends, that this whole thing we have is just... convenience, comfort. But then you look at me like that, and I wonder if maybe, just maybe, I'm a bigger fool than I pretend to be.

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@Nathia Yoshida