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Never Google your own name, part hundred:

Someone out there hates me.

I really need to not bring my computer on vacations.

[Image text: (214): You do realize that you're sleeping with a man who is part of a gay harem, right?]

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You think very highly of me.

Of course I do! You're important to me. You're kind to me whether I deserve it or not. You always try to support me. You do these things for all of us! Yes, you act like a boyfriend when you consider yourself to be acting like a friend, but that's who you are and it means that we're not scaring you or annoying you anymore. You're a wonderful person who deserves everything that could make him happy.

Retasu... Thank you. I don't know what to say.

I don't even know what to do. I just know that, even if it sounds like a good idea... and, um, I was sort of thinking about it too... please, when you make decisions about your love life, think about how you feel, too. We all love you, but are you just trying to make us happy?

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...I can't exactly say that I am. But, you were thinking about it?

...I said too much, didn't I? But, ah... sort of.

Oh. I hadn't realized that was you.

Just... talk to Diarmuid. Please.

I'm sorry. I was thinking I shouldn't have said it.

Maybe we can talk about it when all of us go out to dinner and the movie...? Or, um. I can find him before then. It sounds scary, though.

...that really sounds like a date idea now, doesn't it.

I thought you knew that.

No. Apparently I'm oblivious.

I'm really sorry! I'm the one who keeps thinking you're hinting things.

You'd be surprised how often I get that. My fault.

But I should have known by now. Do you remember the daydream virus?

The one where I stamped Wesker under the heel of my shoe? Yes.

Before that. When you were talking to the teacher who was your brother.

You invited me over and we sat in your room. You were nice to me and encouraging when I talked to you, and I was trying my best to make you feel better. Then you held my hand, and when I got embarrassed, you hugged me. I panicked and ran away because even if it looked like it couldn't be anything but a love confession, I was afraid of moving that fast. You didn't think you were moving at all.