"Who am I going to ask out today?" they hung in the air, and she looked at them with uncertainty. She shook hair from her eyes and whispered a reply, "Me?" He nods and grabs her hand, "You're right." She smiles and hugs him. Their heads come closer together as they lock in a kiss.
BEEP BEEP BEEP.
He pulls away and looks around. "What is that?" His voice cracks.
BEEP BEEP BEEP.
The perfect girl in front of him fades, as my eyes flicker open.
Today is Sunday, I am sore.
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