
"You!" he smiled, as he set them down on my desk.
Then I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"You don't look delighted," he commented. "Who are they from? One of your suitors?"
I opened the card and groaned. They were from J-Boy because he knew I was going through a tough week and had been considerate enough to send me flowers to cheer me up.
Why was I so disgusted with the gesture?
I have made it abundantly clear to this boy on multiple occasions that he is NOT my boyfriend, and I have no desire for him to act as such. The act of sending flowers was far too much for me.
Conundrum of the day: how do you break up with someone you're not even really dating?
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