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relating to invisible string by taylor swift, because:
STORY TIME!
- like a week ago, during pe, me and another classmate (M) tripped on an invisible string and we accidentally held hands. LIKE HELD HANDS FOR A SOLID MINUTES as we tripped and stacked on each other. LIKE HELLO, I, THE RESIDENT BISEXUAL MESS (CLOSETED) BEING ACCIDENTALLY DOMESTIC WITH ANOTHER GUY???
- after we both get up, we kept on holding hands. he's not letting go, i'm not letting go. what.
- it doesn't stop there, no. WE HANG OUT FOR A WHOLE WEEK!? like i rode with him on his motorcycle which he rarely do with other classmates. "this is oddly domestic" - he said. no shit sherlock. "not complaining tho, this is comfortable." *dies*
- we bickered over a burger. A BURGER. LIKE AN OLD MARRIED COUPLE? "let me pay for it" "no let me" "i brought you here, so i'm paying" "did you? i forgot" "keep the change" "no, you keep it" "sirs, as much as i love hearing to old married couple's bickering, there's a line behind you two."
- he lend me his umbrella. REAL LIFE ADRIENETTE SCENE LIKE HELP. also he let me borrow his jacket because ITS RAINING IN THE MIDDLE OF DRY SEASON. how convenient.
- NOT TO MENTION. he ruffles my hair and called it soft. i kinda enjoyed it. LIKE ITS COMFORTING.
- he saved me a seat in the crowded cafeteria. we aren't that close before (just simple friend), and he saved me a seat???
- sharing earphones during listening exercise because mine broke. OUT OF ALL TIME.
- and it's because of an invisible string. am i having a heartstopper phase irl? if so, god help me. i can't deal with the gay panic at school.