“I’m not trying to fix you.”

“Of course that’s what you’d say, but in reality girls think of guys as their reform projects. Like we’re all damaged goods and only your species can save us.”

“I don’t need to save you,” She said as she sat on my lap. Her head tilted and her hair fell on her face as if it were a veil. For a second I imagined what it would look like if it was a real one. “I happen to like your damage.”

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