Sometimes the voices talk (lol)

Part of my brain is saying “You idiot, he comes on Mondays and Fridays. Monday was a holiday, you left early on Friday. Get a life.”

But the other part of my brain starts crying and saying “wah, you called me an idiot” instead of “he probably hasn’t had a passing thought about me since the last time we ran into each other” or “maybe he thought of me and smiled and went on about his day” or “maybe he loves me so much that he has to stay away or he won’t be able to control himself, how romantic!”

“You idiot.”

“The last one, please! I’d like the last one!”

” —  ”

“Yay!”

 

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