Rosemary was the daughter of my neighbor. We went out when younger, but then lost touch for a while. Recently, I met up with her again and decided to ask her out. When I did, she started a barrage of questions like, “Where will we go? Who will be there? What should I wear?” This went on for almost thirty minutes until I couldn’t stand it anymore and left. I guess some people change for the worse!
-- Ryan, 22
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