You cross your arms and stare Amy down. "Okay, Amy," you grunt, "You wanna know how I really feel? I think you're probably the most annoying person I've ever met! And I've met a LOT of people, trust me!"
Amy looks upset, but you don't hold back. "You are the only person who's not only just obsessed with me, but goes way out of her way to follow, interrupt, and just plain out STALK me! You think we're going to get married and have this whole life planned out for us, but newsflash; I DON'T LIKE YOU the way you like me. Not now, not ever! Get it through your head already!"
Amy stares at you blankly. Her body shakes slightly, and her eyes begin to water. She then narrows her eyes and her fists shake. Her entire face looks to be growing a deep shade of red, as if she was about to erupt.
However, instead of screaming at you, she twists around and storms away.
As you watch her leave, you sigh quietly to yourself. Now someone's going to hound you to apologize to her, as if you were in the wrong for finally getting her off your back.
But at the same time, you can't help but feel a little bad for her.
You shake your head and walk off, thinking to yourself that perhaps now she'll finally get the hint…
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