testdriveme | Number 59.

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Number 59.

The trip was.. a trip.

My parents are still here for another week. We've been having meaningful conversations over dinner. By meaningful, I mean, obnoxious and repetitive. I don't know how many times my mum can tell me to marry a nice girl, or how many different ways, before she gets the idea I'm not even listening anymore.

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Why would I do that?

You've told everyone. I think the only people that don't know are Georgia and Puck.

Well, uh... Only one of those people don't know..

Oh, wow. I haven't heard anything. I'm surprised Georgia took it so well.

No.. No, not her.

[inkblots]

Wow, Link.

What?

You told Puck.

[Not a question. More like a statement she's still processing.]

He asked.

People ask me questions all the time but I don't have to be honest.

He's your friend, so you shouldn't mislead him, but I don't think...

How is he?

I don't know. He seems fine?

Are you fine?

Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?

Your best friends knows you're smitten with him, and he can't return the feelings. Your heart in unrequited. It must be really painful.

Cass, you're not really helping.

No. I am. It's good. Heartbreak is really important.

Everything is fine. He doesn't hate me. I already told you that was all that mattered.

Puck would never hate you. You might still be sad.

But I'm not.

We can still do something if you're feeling lonely, or sad, or not sad.

I'm not lonely, but sure. We can do something.

It's okay if you are.

I'll tell you if I am.

Oh... right.

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