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count twenty-seven

"Hey."

"Hi there."

"Does this feel wrong?"

"What?"

"This. Me and you talking behind my brother's back. Ya' know, your boyfriend?"

"..."

"I can't hear your shrugs Mandy."

"Right, sorry. Uh, it might be a little wrong and certainly feels like it at times. Especially the way we talk occasionally. But it's not like we are doing anything, besides slightly hanging out when I come over, but that's normal you'd think. Like my sister brings over her friends sometimes and I hang with them, I don't see the difference."

"I think it's slightly different."

"Eh."

"But I guess you're right. It's not like we're doing anything about how we feel.."

"Yeah, exactly."

"Yeah."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"God, I really want to do something about it."

"Me too."