"I know my eyes are closed, but I can feel you staring, Trish."
"Wh—what? I—I wasn't staring."
"Good morning, creep."
"I—yeah. Good morning, beautiful." Does she remember the kiss?
"Why are we on the couch?"
"You kind of passed out here last night, princess."
"Oh, sorry. Did I do anything dumb last night?"
"You don't remember anything?"
"Not really..."
Oh. "You just... passed out. You didn't do anything, no worries."
"That's good. What time is it?"
"7. What time's your first class?"
"9. You?"
"Same. Are you... how are you? You drank a little too much last night."
"Well, my head is pounding."
"Oh! Do you need anything? I should get water, right? Give me a sec—"
"Hey, come back, Trish. Stay a bit. I'm good, don't worry."
"Are you sure? You can shower now while I make breakfast so we won't be late for class."
"5 minutes. Just, give me 5 minutes. I'm really lazy. The uni's just 10 minutes away with a car anyway."
"Okay."
"Okay."
"..."
"Forget I ever said this, but you look really good in the morning."
"You're breathtaking anytime of the day."
"Cute, but you're not smooth talking your way into my pants."
"I'm not trying to get in your pants, Mella."
"Mhmm, I've heard that before."
"I'm not playing with you. You know that, right?"
"I've dated girls like you before, and you all say the exact same things. I'm not falling for that again. What's next, 'You're different' or whatever?"
"But it's true..."
"How original."
"I'm not lying to you."
"..."
"..."
"Why're you looking at me like that, Trish?"
"Like what?"
"Like... like that! Just... stop."
"What are you talking about, Mella?"
"I hate you."
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