Me: *texting my IRL friend*

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Me: Hey

Friend: Hey

Me: What's up?

Friend: Nothing much.

Me: What did you get on your Spanish Test?

Friend: I didn't get mine yet...

Me: Oh.

Friend: Can I ask you a question?

Me: Sure

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Me: OH MY GOD NO! *Panics like when Reuben got hit by the witherstorm*

Me: *constantly checks phone*

Me: *screams into a pillow much like the time when Lukas got shoved off the edge of sky city*

Me: What did I do? Did I kill someone? Did I spill tea on her one time? Ahhhh!

Phone after 10 minutes: *beep*

Me: *breathes heavily*

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Friend: Do you like _________?

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Me: *sighs a sigh of relief* Thank god she's not mad at me... although I should probably answer her question now...

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Me: As a friend.

Friend: You guys seem pretty close

Me: No, we're just friends.

Friend: Oh, ok. Can I ask you another question?

Me: Sure.

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Me: *internally screams like I did when PAMA chipped Petra and Lukas, and made us choose between them*

Phone: *beep*

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Friend: Who do you like?

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Me: Oh, that's not so bad... *sighs another sigh of relief*

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Me: Nah, I don't really like anyone.

ADMIT IT. YOU KNOW WHAT THIS FEELS LIKE.