I don’t know. Either this is the Force at work or we just...found our way back to each other. Does that make sense? I don’t know if I’m making sense anymore.
I don’t want it to stop—I could keep an eye on him this way but, feelings were involved and things were said—
And I’m wondering where I could get whiskey.
No, he didn’t start anything, we’re mad at each other and—
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I don’t know. Either this is the Force at work or we just...found our way back to each other. Does that make sense? I don’t know if I’m making sense anymore.
I don’t want it to stop—I could keep an eye on him this way but, feelings were involved and things were said—
And I’m wondering where I could get whiskey.
No, he didn’t start anything, we’re mad at each other and—
Can you come over? Please?