[after a minute of an awkward silence]
Him: Okay, so tell me something I don’t know.
Her: OKAY.
Him: Okay.
serendipity is typing…
Her: Well, back in highschool, I used to hate people. Like, seriously. I think I even considered myself as anti-social. I was a shy person. Like really really really really shy.
Him: Uh-huh. Tell me about it.
Her: Hmm so okay. If your skinniness somehow lowered your self-esteem, my insecurity lowered mine. Stoop-shouldered people (the ones with osteoporosis or other bone diseases are an exception I guess) are also said to have lower confidence. I was a stoop-shouldered person.
Him: Is that your insecurity?
Her: Well, no. No it’s not. My whole being made me insecure.
Him: And having an awkward posture is just an indication that you’re a shy person?
Her: Yes.
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Conflation (Beginner's Luck Award)
Short Story❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞
