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Im exhausted.

This morning, i was really in a bad mood. Parkinson's presence didnt help either. She kept flirting with me even when i didnt aknowledge any of her words. She held my shoulder, or my hand though i clearly brushed her off. She surely didn't know what a personal bubble is.

I got to class as soon as breakfast ended just so i can escape Pansy. And then i saw her.

Yesterday, we didnt really talk because of obvious reason. We somehow have reached a mutual understanding not to say a word to each other. We're both are a normal person needing space to think.

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