It’s not that easy.

There she is. Just walk up to her and say hello. Do it. Tell her she looks nice. No, tell her her hair looks nice. Wait, no: if you notice her hair, she might think you’re gay. Okay, tell her she looks nice today. But then that implies she doesn’t always look nice and she always looks nice. Nice? What is that? Nice. What does that even mean? Tell her she looks hot. Except… what if she thinks that’s too forward? Or creepy? Okay, maybe if I say she… oh, now wait a minute, who the hell is this guy?

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Title by: Doraquel
Story by: David

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