The Algorithm Glitch

[RECALCULATED: Compatibility 100.00% ??????]

Charlotte_B: You don't get to correct my life like it's a typo!

Lincoln_W: Statistically—

Charlotte_B: Don't. You dare. Say. Statistically.

Aiden_M: Okay, I'm gonna go. You both can kill each other for all I care.
Hope your algorithm figures out therapy next.

Charlotte_B: What the hell are you doing here?

Lincoln_W: I was testing.

Charlotte_B: Testing what? My patience?

Lincoln_W: The algorithm. I wanted to see if it actually worked without interference.

Charlotte_B: Oh, that's what this is? You're sabotaging my date to test your damn code?

Lincoln_W: He wasn't right for you.

Charlotte_B: Says the man who coded him into existence!

Lincoln_W: I didn't make him right. I made him available.

Charlotte_B: You're unbelievable. You can't just delete people like—like data entries.

Lincoln_W: I can if the system's wrong.

Charlotte_B: And now you're jealous.

Lincoln_W: I'm not—

Charlotte_B: Don't even say you're not. You're jealous, and confused, and too scared to admit that your stupid system doesn't know what to do with us.

Charlotte_B: Admit it Lincoln, you deleted Aiden manually.

Lincoln_W: Fine.....I admit.

Lincoln_W: I saw you on a date with someone I matched you with—someone the data matched you with—and I just—I couldn't stand it.

Charlotte_B: But you're the one who insisted we're not compatible.

Lincoln_W: I know. I know I said that.
But I was wrong.

Charlotte_B: Lincoln—

Lincoln_W: No. Let me say it.

Lincoln_W: I like you.

SOULSYNC™ INTERNAL LOG

Statement accuracy: 93%

Developer emotional core overheating
Honesty surge: high
Fear-of-rejection: maximum
Confidence: unstable
Uncoded confession detected
Algorithm cannot process

SOULSYNC™ Real World Conversation Transcript 

Charlotte_B: ...

Lincoln_W: I don't want you to date someone else.
I don't want an algorithm telling you who fits your life better than I do.
I don't want statistics telling me I'm wrong about you.

Charlotte_B: And what the hell do you want?

Lincoln_W: You. I want you. That's the only line of code I can't debug.

Charlotte_B: Then why did you push me away?

Lincoln_W: Because I was afraid. 
Afraid that I'll fall for you faster than I know how to handle.
That the numbers won't back me up.
That you'll wake up one day and realize it was statistically right to pick someone like Aiden.

Charlotte_B: Do I look like I care about statistics?

Charlotte_B: You don't get to decide what I deserve.
That's my choice.
I get to choose who and what I want.

Lincoln_W: Then choose me.
Please.

Charlotte_B:  You don't get to walk in here and just—rewrite the whole equation because you suddenly don't like the answer.