In the afternoon, I went to visit Grace at her workplace. I needed to vent to someone about what had happened today with Hayden. I knew she would come up with some offhand comment that would make me laugh. "Apple cider or cyanide?" Grace asked me. I smiled and sat down in front of her. "I suggested we hook up, and he said no," I told her. Grace's mouth dropped open, then she furrowed her brow. "I thought he was into you," she said. I nodded. "He wants us to have some kind of non-relationship. I just don't get it," I said. Grace looked even more confused than I was. "What do you mean?" she asked. "He wants us to hang out, and if at any point in our non-relationship we want to hook up, we will, but he doesn't want just sex. He wants there to be, like, feelings or something," I said. Grace crossed her arms. "That boy is weird," she said. I nodded vigorously. "Exactly! He's too weird," I said. Grace shrugged. "He could've given you the night of your life, and he'd have the
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