I flash a smile and stand too, picking up my jacket, "Alright. I'll see you later then. I think I'll stay at the apartment for tonight. Got all my stuff there right now anyway."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
You got rid of them. Yes, that's just like you. Getting rid of everything unpleasant instead of learning to put up with it. — Aldous Huxley, Brave New World