nineteen | dark roast

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"THAT WAS TOO CUTE. I'M DYING."

"DUDE. DUDE. WHO'S YOUR FRIEND THAT LIKES TO PLAY?"

"..."

"you did not."

"I'm sorry."

"That was so cute; oh my Lord."

"What?"

"The movie we just watched? Come on Ian. Get a hold of yourself."

"Yeah yeah."

"..."

"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"I have something to tell you."

"Are you secretly a giraffe? Your neck is so long, not that it's bad. I'd actually kill for that neck."

"Maybe I am. But seriously...I didn't win any movie tickets."

"You didn't? Ugh and here I thought you were being all smart and answering questionnaires with smarty answers. Haha; I'm joking."

"No - I mean - like, I bought the tickets."

"Aw Ian! See, you're such a sweet friend."

"..."

"I..."

"-like big butts and I cannot lie."

"True, but I also like...you."

"..."

"I..."

"I like you too! You're my best friend."

"..."

"Okay. I know you know what I meant. Don't play stupid Elliot."

"..."

"Elliot."

"I..."

"..."

"..."

"I know this is kinda outta the blue, but you just made me go from Joy to Anger in five seconds. And now I'm kinda a climax Riley."

"I-"

"Stop saying 'I'. You just sound stupid now."

"..."

"We can still be friends, Elliot. Right?"

"..."

Ian leaves.

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you may all freak out with me now


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