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just another random story:
how was it that you can just slide up to me and start launching into a conversation like we have been best pals since the dawn of time? how was it that my quiet indifference didn't put you off even after close to half an hour of monologing? how was it that the beer in your hands never seemed to run dry?
i stared down at my pink fruit punch, laced with some sort of alcoholic beverage of course, and tried to drown out your incessant jabbering but the lull of your voice is drawing me deeper and deeper, gripping a vice-like hold on my attention.
by the end of that party, you have managed to hypnotize me into having a nice midnight snack at a diner around the corner with you. all without me saying a single word.
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