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(that picture looks like I'm not wearing pants lol, i am they're just weird color) A tear spattered against my sweatpants. My dark hair hung over my lowered face, so Dan couldn't see it. "Uh..." I said, again. I couldn't find any words. How do you tell someone that you're crazy but with them you feel normal? I closed my eyes. How do you tell them? I pulled my knees up to my face, so my feet were on the edge of the couch. I sat there curled up, and suddenly I felt Dan's arms wrap around me. "It's okay." He said, making me jump. I lifted up my face, pushing my dark green streaked hair out of my eyes. I smiled at him, he smiled at me. I thought he might kiss me, but I remembered the text and my face fell. I looked away. Dan let go and sat awkwardly next to me. I sighed. Dan was right. What is going on? My thoughts were interrupted by the door slamming open. Dan was still seated next to me.

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