There have to be boundaries with the boys.
I mean, I’d beat them if the situation required it,
but I won’t touch them.
No high fives.
Definitely no hugs.
I’m just not that kind of a girl.
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“Gimme five!” He holds up a hand.
I stare at it like it was a snake.
“Um, no.”
He pouts, pushing his lower lip out dramatically. “Don’t you like me?”
“Oh honey. I don’t like anyone.”
Smiling again, “I like everybody.”
“Well, you’re a better man than I am.”
“Yes, I am.
Wait - What?”
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“You’re picking on me. Why are you picking on me?”
“Baby, don’t take it personally.
I pick on everyone.
I’m an equal opportunity annoyer.”
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