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The birthday kisses I decided I wasn't going to get?

Yeah. I got them.

Along with a healthy dose of birthday heartbreak.

Long story short, Meghan, the manager that I like so much, likes me too. It's making her question her whole existence. ("Have I only been dating men because they've been there?" she asks me. "I knew I liked you the very first day we met. The first day we met.")

And on top of that, we could both lose our jobs.

( And yet. )

The thing is that she is being stupid, but so fucking well-intentioned, and how can I help but like her all the more for that? ("Am I supposed to stop liking you?" I asked. "I still like you," she said, "you know I do." I raised my eyebrows. "You should know I do," she said, her voice coming up like it was a song.)

She's still coming to the party Jen's throwing for me tomorrow night. She said she wouldn't if I didn't want her to, but I told her I wanted her to. I also asked her if she'd come by my apartment first.

I need to make a plan.