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• I start to walk into the place and immediately notice Jake's black hair at one of the tables in front. A waitress offers me a table for one (sounds so sad) which I kindly decline, telling her that the person I'm with is already inside. I take a deep breath, collecting myself, before walking to him.
• The table is for two people, with the chairs on opposite sides. I hate how date-y and intimate it feels but I decide to ignore my thoughts.
• You're literally just friends.