I asked first.

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Still in that boys perspective.
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She responded with a look. And a small sigh of frustration. "Hey man, I'm just trying to work my way through my own problems. You should focus on your own, because they obviously aren't healthy." Sadly this only makes me more curious. I sigh loudly then an idea pops into my head. Maybe I can stay and be safe with her, as long as she doesn't see my whole face.

She doesn't even try to make a glance at him, for which he is grateful. He then passes out into a deep sleep. And when he wakes up she has already forgotten about him. Due to the fact that she had moved to level three: In her head.

     And his snores were so quiet it would have been hard to notice him. She picks up her phone as it vibrates. "Hello." sigh. "No, I'm not coming home tonight." she leans back slightly and takes another deep breath. The boy just stares with glee. Is she doing this for him.

"Sis, calm down. I just.. My boyfriend cheated on me and now our anniversary is our ending day as well." I wince, so that's what she didn't tell me. She bends down putting her head on the steering wheel. She had just moved into stage 4: realization.

     Silent tears were running down her face again. "No, I don't wanna hear about Payton. You like him, I don't. How many times do I have to tell you that it's horrible to love someone who doesn't know you exist." she choked.

     Then she hung up. She turned her head over to me. "I know your awake. Are you hungry." I wake up from my fake sleep and nod. "ok. Where do you wanna go?" I pause. "Is there any place that you know around here that is chill." She sighs. "Yeah. The bowling alley. But and we are close."

        "But I'll only do this if you do me a favor."
By then she had taken off all of her makeup. And she was actually not bad like that. "What might that be." She parks the car. Right in front of the bowling alley. "Answer my question."

I froze, should I lie? Or should I tell her who I am?

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