Dawn

"So you're a reader?", he asked looking at the pile of books on my table.

'Yes.' What could I say? I am a kleptomanic who made a recent library visit?
'Have you read any of these?' I asked rhetorically, realising this was a bad idea. Its one thing to get naked with a guy. Its completely another to have him try and understand your soul from looking about your room.

"Yes. One." I laughed in my head. Typical. I didnt even want to know which it was. He moved on to my laptop. This had to be stopped now. "What were you watching?"

'Girlfight', I said, right before I kissed him.

He didn't look at anything else in my room after that.

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"I smoke a joint everyday", he said, afterward, as we sat looking at the sun rise.
I laughed. Out loud this time. 'And why are you telling me this?'
"I think .. it's something you should know.."
'You are not going to call me. I'm not going to call you. You probably wont remember this, even, a couple of days from now.'
"Except maybe sometime when I'm.. you know.." he smirked.
'Hah!'

This was all wrong. I didn't want to know. I didn't want to talk. Why couldn't he keep his gob shut?

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I called up my best friend, the next day. He didnt want to talk about this.
My roommate said I was making this a habit.
My girlfriend thought I was crazy.
My ex was shocked.

I, on the other hand, still don't believe it.

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*Its fiction, inspired from real life. Try not to read too much into this. And judge me not. Or do. Doesnt make a difference.