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jus' put it down on me

Andy had stolen a glance at Bugatti four times in quantum trigonometry class before she got rid of the next question on her list. ‘If you could change anything about the way you were raised, what would it be?’

‘Nothing, my parents are supportive of pretty much anything I want to do.’ Andy wrote.

Bugatti knew the feeling as she’d lived a charmed life as well. But she’d always felt like having a boyfriend who adored her would make her happier. ‘What’s the most important thing to you in a friendship?’ She fired off the next question because why not.

Andy crossed out Loyalty and wrote, ‘Somebody supportive of my goals.’ And as far as Bugatti knew, those goals were to be in the spotlight. He seemed to be staring at her for longer amounts of time so she asked if they were friends.

When he wrote ‘Right now you’re like, my only friend lol’ she beamed. She asked what friendship meant to him and he answered that it meant spending time together and sometimes it meant having someone to be comfortably alone with. They spent lunch breaks together and he always seemed to arrive early so they could talk before class but he still disappeared at the end of the day.

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