“Where all the boys at with emotional stability?” Beatrice asked, a small sigh escaping her lips. “I don’t know if it’s the place, or because we’re all... kind of on edge here, but it’s like they’re all so sensible? You say one thing and they’ll take it wrong, even if it’s a joke! Maybe it’s just me, maybe I’m going at pissing off people, but sometimes, it makes me miss high school boys. And they were a lot to deal with.” She rambled on, a small shrug shaking her shoulders for a moment. True, she wasn’t here to find love, but she’d already been here for two years. If she was going to spend her life here, then that meant she’d have to find some boy here and that seemed impossible.
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