"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Thank you, Jack

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24