like magnets

its good

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i really havent

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

like first name

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i want to do that too

no like which do people call me

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.