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she may have been talking, but the sound of my ciggarrette buring drowned it out. I flick over the railing not because I'd heard enough, but because I had enough of my smoke.
As I started to walk towards my car, she calls out
"What, are you going?"
I chuckle to myself, and blip my car doors unlocked.
"That call didn't mean anything! why do you have to be this way?!?!"
I turn sharply, and with conviction cut back at her
"Why do i have to be WHAT way? You said two minutes ago that you didn't like me. You said for the past 20 minutes how you didn't want to talk to him yet you take his call like you've been WAITING FOR IT."
I open my door and leave her with,
"I should be asking why you have to be this way."
As I started to walk towards my car, she calls out
"What, are you going?"
I chuckle to myself, and blip my car doors unlocked.
"That call didn't mean anything! why do you have to be this way?!?!"
I turn sharply, and with conviction cut back at her
"Why do i have to be WHAT way? You said two minutes ago that you didn't like me. You said for the past 20 minutes how you didn't want to talk to him yet you take his call like you've been WAITING FOR IT."
I open my door and leave her with,
"I should be asking why you have to be this way."