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So how long are you stuck at home, cripple?

Just until this weekend.

What are you doing tonight, blondie? Actually, I know you're not doing anything - I don't know why I asked. Come over. I want to see you.

Your faith in me never having anything to do is astounding, you know that, dude? But fine, I'll be over later.

You know, I didn't expect you to be up when I texted you last night. What were you even doing at almost 3 in the morning?

I couldn’t sleep. What were you doing?

Meet me at my house. We'll take it from there.

Right, okay. I'll be there in a bit.

Does it really matter where? It's not like I'm not going to kidnap you. (Besides, there isn't enough duct tape to cover your mouth if I wanted to.)

I guess you're right... Okay then, yeah, sure. I'll go out with you.

Go out with me.

Go out with you where?

Are you avoiding me?

No. Maybe.

I still want that ride, Ken.

You can't have it. Unless you're talking about the other kind.

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