• F: Dude, I legit don't know how to take this. Like, just make her listen.
• P: I don't know how though. It's Q. I mean ... she must really not want to fucking see me or talk to me or anything. Maybe it's just a lost cause, you know?

• F: Dude, I don't know. Maybe not tryin' to kiss her for a sec.
• P: ... that's your big fucking advice?

• F: Make her, man.
• P: Make her? How do you make her talk to me without getting slapped again?

• F: Dude... you gotta talk to her.
• P: Talk to her? Are you fucking insane? She won't even look at me for longer than a second. I really fucked up this time, bro.

• F: So a family day, that's awesome. Why would she be acting weird after that?
• F: Oh. Shit. Did she say anything?
• P: ... I didn't do it. Kiss her, I mean. I stopped. Because ... because she's happy with Jesse and I already fucked her over once, you know? And it was really awkward after and now she won't even look at me.

It’s been real.

• F: Cool? No, /amazing./ And I don't know... I've been kinda wrapped up in stuff. :) Why? Do you think so?
• P: Yeah ... we,uh, we did the Thanksgiving thing together. Like she didn't have anyplace to go so she came to mine and then me her and the brat went to this shelter thing and gave food away. And then the next day we were watching Beth and ...
• P: I almost kissed her.

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Having a rough week?

Yeah, it’s been … tough.