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'To be or not to be.' Hamlet's world class dilemma. Alessia had always thought if he had wanted to he really shouldn't have been looking for reasons not to.

What was the point of thinking of a life that obviously couldn't exist.

The point of this was not to describe how much into literature Alessia was. In fact she really wasn't much of an English mojor. The point was to describe the realist Alessia is.

"So obviously I'm not in love in Huntzberger." She looked down at her untouched coffee, took a sip and looked around for a way out. "Do I love the guy, sure! Do I hangout with him everyday, sure. But we're best friends."

Finn looked at her like he didn't believe her. "Alessia." He held her hands like one would of a mourning widow.

She rolled her eyes.

"Honey. You don't need to be strong with me." He had that fake sympathy look in his eyes. "He's dating Ashley. You can cry on my shoulder all you want."

She hit him on his shoulder.

"Finn." She hit him once more. "I swear to god—"

"Alright fine." He exaggerated like she was burdening him. "He's dating Ashley and Whitney."

She rolled her eyes again. The millionth time that hour. "And you said it was serious."

"I just want you to admit you're in love with him."

"That's." She took a sip again. "Such a twist on events."

"You're not even denying it."

And he walked in.

Logan.

All radiating and smiles and just so him.

"What got you out of bed before 10 am?" She questioned.

He gave her a look, a look that had all of female population down on their knees.

Alessia was female after all, so sue her.

He looked behind to the blonde who walked towards them. Ashley or Whitney or whoever.

"That explains why you're up." Finn said, looking at Logan knowingly and patted him on the back in a very bro way.