Do you ever have that where you make up a conversation you could potentially have, and somehow just creating it out of the ether makes you feel a little happier or better in some way?
In this specific little narrative, I was driving home listening to a song that was a bit of a tearjerker since it reminded me of something that was going on in my life. Tears were, thus, jerked. I left my car hurriedly for my apartment, walked into the building and I happened upon my neighbour (Note: this was not an actual neighbour, nor do I really have a form for this neighbour. My only idea about this person is that they were generally attractive, but could be of either gender (that is to say, I'm not actively attracted to this person, but they are good looking.).)
They notice my tears and ask whether everything is okay. My imagined reply is as follows (as I am noticebly shaken up): "No..it was a song.... It's music."
The person looks back at me with a kind, understanding smile and nods in the most minute way possible. I smile more than I expected to and we part ways.
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