The thought of not being with Ollie next year at this time, even though this is fake, shouldn’t sting. “Are you okay, Hunter?” Ollie asks after a few minutes. “Yeah, I’m fine.” My answer is short. Shorter than it usually is. “You don’t seem okay.” “Sorry, just focusing on the train ride.” “Didn’t you say this thing could control itself?” He laughs. “Alright, smart ass,” I say to him, trying not to let the thoughts of not being with him get to me. I know this thing between us is fake, but I don’t know, maybe we could…maybe we could get it out of our system? Based on Ollie’s reactions to me, I
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