Her: Thanks. You look good today, the cold's gone?
Him: Yeah. My girlfriend--she uhm...
Her: Good to hear that. You should keep her, she sounds like a nice girl.
Him: If you say so.
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Him: So what's up with us?
Her: Us? What about us?
Him: How come one day we're all chatty and touchy and flirty and the next day we're a complete stranger to each other?
Her: I don't know. Maybe because some days you're all caught up and stressed out, I don't want to bother you. And then there's me all confused and in a bad mood and I just want to be left alone.
Him: Guess you're right.
Her: Do you want this-whatever we have, to end? Cause I don't.