i drove back to darryl. i didnt know what to do, what to think, i didnt know anything.
hearing his voice made me calm, like all my problems washed past me, like nothing happened at all
but thats not true
everything happened.darryl wouldnt let go of me, he asked countless questions, got me tea and let me get comfortable.
dont get me wrong, i love darryl, in a friendly way of course
i'd never replace him with darryl, not in a million years
not for anyone.
darryl would think im crazy, so i bottled up my feelings and dealt with it.
what could go wrong?
-sincerely, george, only his
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