echolog – the girl with a secret weapon

“Jesus,” I believe I said.

She shrugged. I was genuinely impressed, and stalling to think.

“And I bet you say that to all the boys,” I said.

All the boys,” she snapped back.

It was quiet for a while, before I had to say it myself:

I’ve got a thing for eyes, sorry,” I repeated slowly. “Fuck.”

“Seven words to slay,” she shrugged again.

“Eight,” I said, “I think.”

“Whatever.”


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