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Come to this wedding with me!
she said
No., I told her.
I’m not you’re boyfriend.
Not my boyfriend?
What does that have to do with anything?
I just want you
to go to a wedding with me!
I’m not your boyfriend,
so I don’t want to be on boyfriend time!,
I said.
Boyfriend time?
What the hell is that?
I just want you
to come to a wedding with me!
Boyfriend time,
I explained to her,
Is when you have to do
awful things, things that you hate
because you’re somebody’s boyfriend.
Oh.
Well.
I wasn’t trying to make you my boyfriend,
I just thought it would be fun!
then she grinned forever
with shrugging shoulders,
turning, waiting for me to
understand and agree.
I didn’t.
You’re wrong,
I hate weddings.
You should ask your brother to go.
besides,
He always had a thing for your friend!
she breathed through her nose,
killing the hopeful grin
Ok, fuck you,
Don’t tell me
to take my brother! as my date!
to my friend’s wedding!
and then finally
there was glorious silence
all throughout the car.
while she planned
her next method of attack.
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