Just a bit ago, Felicia told me some disturbing news about somethng she had told someone regarding what I said about them. Hope that didn't confuse you...anyway, in an effort to get her back I pretended to call her crush, and she "shot" me for it. Now, I'm all for realism, so I fell down. Or should I say, I cleared a spot on the floor, carefully got down, first on one knee, then both, then laid down on the floor, strategically placing my head on a pillow. As she sat there laughing at me, I exclaimed, with sincerity, "What? You don't want me to get hurt, do ya?"
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