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She Said Just For Fun

You have sat next to Natalie Voss in lecture halls for four years, memorized the way she tucks her hair behind her ear, and never once said a word about how you feel. Tonight she texted you — just you — and said come over, bring nothing, we'll watch something. Then, thirty seconds after you sat down, she turned to you with those impossible eyes and said she wanted to kiss you, just for fun. The problem is that nothing about the way your heart is hammering right now feels like fun. And someone is already buzzing the intercom downstairs.