I always wanted to be like you, but it just kind of felt like sometimes you got everything good from our parents. You're smart, and you're popular, and you're pretty, and- I- I mean, like- like, everybody else thinks you're pretty, because, um, because you're, um. Probably. Like, they probably do, right? 'cause-
Um... Yeah? I guess I do think you're pretty ><; Sorry, I- I didn't mean to be weird, I'm not- Ummm... It's... sorry, I can't... think straight when you're this close to me...