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Don’t Britta it, like you did last time?
Wow Jeff, remember when you were a good friend?
Not really.
youbrokeabed said:
I’m not a virgin. It’s OK that you assumed that though.
Since when?
I didn’t chose the player life, Jeff. The player life chose me.
Whatever you say, Abed.
I think that you’re wonderful and endearing, but that’s beside the point. Come on Jeff, would it really be all bad to do one teensy favour for Britta. She’d owe you and I might make it up to you in more ways than one. ;)
Fine, I'll help Britta with her dumb psych experiment. But I'm holding you to that offer, Edison.
this-is-britta-perry replied to your post: Hey Jeff. Teach me the best way to cheat. I have a bio test.
Do you have any useful advice?
Don't Britta it, like you did last time?
Hey Jeff. Teach me the best way to cheat. I have a bio test.
Jeff Winger's best cheating advice: Don't get caught.
Nothing? Are you sure? Not even a little bit?
I'm Jeff Winger, what do you think?
Aw Britta, you think I’m normal? That’s so sweet! And don’t worry about Jeff, I think he’s just a little… insecure about this whole thing.
Whoa whoa whoa, ladies. I’m not ‘insecure’ about anything.
You’re too narcissistic to be insecure. Which is why you’d be perfect for my experiment.
I told you, just ask Abed.
this-is-britta-perry replied to your post: Hey Annie, could you do me a favour and ask jeff to be my subject for psych. He’ll do anything you say and I need this to pass.
The thing is, he’s a textbook narcissist and you’re too.. Well, normal for this experiment. He thinks I don’t think you too will work out. I think he’s mad at me… I’m not sure.
Aw Britta, you think I’m normal? That’s so sweet! And don’t worry about Jeff, I think he’s just a little… insecure about this whole thing.
Whoa whoa whoa, ladies. I'm not 'insecure' about anything.
What a friend you are.
Whatever.
Seriously jeff, I'm desperate.
I think I'll pass.
After Four Years || Jeff and Annie
“Considerably more than I would care to admit,” Annie murmured. She shut her eyes and tried to absorb the night that was passing by. Really she was ecstatic that this was finally happening, but there was this part of her that wondered how real it was. They’d been down this road before and some way or another, Jeff would suddenly determine that she was too young or he wasn’t ready for that commitment, or some other excuse that was, frankly, bullshit.
Annie leaned against Jeff’s Lexus, looking up at the stars. She threaded her fingers through his and shifted so their bodies were aligned hip to shoulder. Streaking across the sky was a lone meteor. “Look! A shooting star, make a wish!”
This only made Jeff smirk, and he found himself wondering what exactly these dreams entailed. He had to admit he'd had dreams about Annie, before, but they were generally much too inappropriate to talk about. And, he was pretty sure she wouldn't want to know. "Not surprising." He stopped at his car, but didn't bother looking for the keys just yet. Instead, he just looked down at her, his expression almost impossible to read.
There'd been a lot of times when he'd thought about this; about him and Annie. He knew he wasn't good enough for her, and he knew everyone was right; he probably would mess this up...But, he wanted this chance, he needed this chance. If the word 'love' came into play, he'd probably freak out, and need to get the Hell out. But, he knew that there was something strong between them. "Okay." He wasn't going to make a wish - What was the point, what more could he possibly want, now that she was actually giving him a shot? "Close your eyes."
I really need a subject for my psych class.
Pretty much yeah. Why? What do you want?
I can think of a few things.
Oh shut up, I’m hilarious.
Far from it, Edison.
I think this anon is on to something Jeff… What do you think?
I hate you.
I really need a subject for my psych class.
Oh come on. I’ll do anything.
Anything?
I really need a subject for my psych class.
He’s out of my league, diagnostically speaking.
However, a textbook narcissist would be perfect…
God no. I'm not getting involved in any of your stupid experiments.