Chapter Eighty Seven: A rash, barely thought out decision
He was a c**k with too much pride to begin with, it really perplexes me that I was able to stand him for even two minutes!
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The soft fur of my shaggy rug tickled the back of my toes as they rose and fell back down while I prepared myself to read the text. My legs were suddenly restless and my finger was approaching my mouth to give me something to nibble on and ease my stressful thoughts.
That was definitely too quick, he had answered me far quicker than I ever anticipated him doing. Why on earth would it be so easy to reply?
Okay, so maybe unlike me, sending a text did not involve thinking of all the possible answers for what you say, if there is a better way to rephrase it and finally reading it over a
