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“It’s like coming home to a sad cat lady with no cats, and it’s progressively making your aura suck.
He probably just has awesome parents who did an excellent job raising him.” “We have great parents, but you’re still aggressively assertive.”
“I can find some holy water somewhere. You can just throw it on him casually.”
“Impressive. Do you have a favorite trope, or is it still the tutoring one?”
One of his shoulders lifts half-heartedly. “The only attention I ever wanted, I’m getting right now.”
“I’ve had a thing for you since freshman year when I overheard you and your sister talking about who you’d fuck-marry-kill when it came to the cast of The Breakfast Club.”
“I dare you to let me show you how obsessed I was with you ten years ago.”
Irritation grips my stomach, turning it over. I loathe watching movies with the miscommunication trope, and I’m currently being shown just how easy it is to fall into its snare.
“Someone who will literally volunteer to pull their teeth out and then swallow them like clonazepam rather than participate in anything in a public setting.” My mouth drops open as he recites word for word what I told my communication group when one of them asked if I would give our presentation my junior year.
That even after all these years, I haven’t found anyone who makes me smile or laugh or feel at home the way you did?”
“Is it weird that makes me incredibly jealous?”
“Oh my god.” This makes me chuckle. “I don’t think he was underneath the table just now.”
“My secret—my truth, Mia—is that you belong to me. Always have. Always will.”
“I’d like for you to stand outside my window with a boombox. Then I want a confession of your undying obsession with me and how you can’t live without me.” I consider stopping there, but Eli’s growing smile pushes me to finish. “After that, Eli Brooks, I want you to keep me.” “The Diane to my Lloyd.”
He cracks it open and gives me his best-crooked smile. “Truth or dare?” The End.

