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You were together again.

You looked off.

You keep looking down at your feet.

She noticed.

She asks you, but you deny it.

You smile, and talk with her.

It was a forced smile.

You weren't happy.

Something was wrong.

You didn't let her help you.

You looked at me for a second, but quickly turned to face her again.

I simply smiled, and carried on typing.

I enjoyed seeing you.

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