“Don’t leave”
“I can’t do this anymore”
“Don’t you think you’re being a bit dramatic, Simon?”
“Dramatic? I am sick and tired of being your pushover.”
“But I thought you liked being my friend”
“Yeah, I thought I did too. But I don’t know who you are
anymore. Where’s the Julia I can always vent to when I’ve had a rough day?
Who’s always encouraged me to be the best version of myself?”
“This is about Charlie, isn’t it?”
“Charlie brings out a new side of you, and I can’t tolerate
it.”
“You’re jealous of the two of us, I know it.”
“This is absurd.”
“No, this is the truth. Don’t think I can’t see you staring
at us in the cafeteria.”
“I’d keep my eyes to myself if you didn’t ditch me every day
for lunch to be with him.”
“I ate lunch with you last Tuesday”
“Yeah, and you talked about Charlie the whole time.”
“I thought you’d be happy for me. But, clearly my efforts as
your best friend have gone completely unnoticed.”
“Now that’s being dramatic”
“I’ve tried to include you when I’m hanging out with
Charlie, but you always say you’re too tired, or have too much homework.”
“Because I don’t want to be your third wheel, Julia. It
kills me to see you two together.”
“It shouldn’t”
“But it does, Julia! You deserve better than him. Someone
who knows what you want with your life, and who also has the courage to clean
away the scary spiders from the shower for you. Charlie doesn’t really care
about you, he just wants you to have some fun on his mattress with him.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“Julia, he’s a tool. I’m not going to be witness to him
breaking your heart.”
“So you’re just going to leave?”
“Yup.”
“Great.”
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