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Running in circles, chasing our tails...Coming back as we are

"Hey, what did I miss?" I asked Missy as soon as I found her sitting inside the bistro. She was talking to a random guy who gave me a smile before moving to the next table.

"Who's that?"

Missy shrugged. "Just someone asking for my number and trying to make a conversation I'm not interested in."

"You've been telling me to date someone, but I have never seen you on a real date. You don't even have a boyfriend to mock me for not having one," I scowled.

"I don't like them. And," she flipped her hair. "I like...