David texted and asked if he could come over to do homework. I think it went okay. I think I've discovered that we are both naturally flirty people so that's gonna just kind of be our friendship but I can honestly say that now I won't be reading into any of it and I know we're just friends and that's actually pretty nice. He did have me give him a back massage though cause his back was hurting and turns out I suck at giving massages haha. He poked fun at my taste in literature (sci-fi is my favorite and I just checked out the Illuminae Files from the library and was super excited to tell him about it because I think they're just SO COOL but he was not interested in the slightest which did sting a little but I know he didn't mean for his disinterest to be hurtful. But then he has the audacity to tell me that biographies are better than sci-fi?? Excuse me?!? I don't think so.
Get this though: He goes on to tell me that his favorite book actually isn't a biography. It's a Romeo and Juliet type love story about people in gangs. And I swear I wasn't gonna make fun of him (actually I'd be down to read it) but then he decided not to tell me the title or author so that I wouldn't have any ammo to hang over his head until the day we die which is totally not fair and it is my new life mission to learn what book it is exactly.
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