Relationshit

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From "It's late. I insist on driving you home." to "Is it ok if I drop you halfway?"

From "Call/text me as soon as you reach home." to "Do you want to take the train?"

From "I've taken down the rickshaw number. Please get home safe." to "How are you going home?" and then not even checking if I boarded some public transport.

Should've seen it coming.


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NOTE: Logged in to my Tumblr account after ages and found this post in my Drafts there. No clue when I wrote this. Must have been a really long time ago. And yes, it was titled 'Relationshit' originally.

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