“If you really like her, you need to ask her out on a date. Otherwise she’s going to think…” Helen seemed to search for the right words, looking up at the sky, as if there might be a hint written in the cottony white clouds that cluttered the sky and prevented the sun’s light from fully embracing the city. She dropped her forehead and looked me in the eye. “That your intentions aren’t, you know, honorable.”
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