"Amanda, why won't you kiss me?" Finn asked.
"I told you why. You keep making out with other girls."
"But I love you, Amanda."
Amanda looked off into the distance, turning her back to Finn. "The phrase 'I love you' is just love with an I that's really about you."
"That doesn't even make sense," Finn said annoyed.
"Neither does you making out with other girls when you said you loved me," Amanda crey. She walked away. Or floated. She's a fairlie. She does what she wants.
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