People often mistake my silence for sadness. Usually when I'm sad is when I'm the loudest. When I am quiet I am either content or uncomfortable, and the difference is noticeable.

When I am uncomfortable I'll laugh nervously and never look you in the eyes. When I am content I will still not look you in the eyes, but I won't be as awkward about it.

Don't know what the purpose is of this chapter. I just felt like writing something I guess.

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