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"The night ended with an awkward smile, standing with the car door open. As the door closed, all of his fragment thoughts formed – into what is not clear. Was the date really over? That’s it?

She had stood in the doorway with her gorgeous grin for almost ten minutes. What did she want? She wanted to say something. He had asked her if she wanted him to walk her to the door, telling her that he realized how rude he had been on their previous dates. She insisted that it was not necessary, but after the date he pondered the possibility of her wanting him to walk her to the door anyway.

The ten minutes, at some points, seemed like eternity, while at others were nearly nonexistent. Did they really talk about how it didn’t feel like dating? Were they really that comfortable? She had wanted to say something. He could hear her start the sentence only to retract it. She declined to finish the statement, even at his persistent requests. Little did she know, but he wanted to kiss her. Maybe that was on her mind too? Was that what she wanted to say?

The drive home was hell. The thoughts were exponentially multiplying, even when he wasn’t thinking. He thought he ruined it. He knew she liked him, but she had admitted that it was weird because it did not feel like a date. She resoundingly told him that she was different than most girls, but even their dates were not normal for her. It was a quiet ride home.

He did find out later that night that she liked him, but he still couldn’t figure it out."

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