It's over now, nothing serious, been over for a while but I still think of her.
I walked past a few days later and saw her with another, a young girl from the south, while I looked at them doing the same dance we'd enjoyed not so long ago, I noticed her friend to the side. She looked a touch more difficult and with a blanker expression. I needed to know more, I need to figure her out.
"Malcolm, what are you doing thursday after work?"
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