Hey
She gives me a surprised look as she responds, W-What are you doing at my locker?
I shrug. Did you REALLY expect me to just leave?
She stands, confused.
Look, I'm sorry if I'm annoying you, but I'm refuse to call you something before I know what it means. It could be bad for all I know.
Something inside her snaps.
It's not bad. So just call me Robot.
The thing is, she said those words quickly.
Too quickly.
I'm still not leaving
