Dad: "So how do you like your apartment?"
Me: "The APARTMENT is fantastic. It can, however, be improved in one way."
Boyfriend: "Ha, yeah, that roommate."
She tried to HUG me last night. Again. I'm like, uhhh I might be getting sick. And she wondered why I was getting ready for bed at 9. Um, FOAD. It was my way of trying to deter her from hugging me, like the threat of contagious disease or something. It worked that time. She hasn't figured out why I now leave the house over an hour early and don't see her for days on end. That is entirely intentional, and it is sad that I am avoiding my own house.
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