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heya. can you tell me something honestly?

depends.

come on!

sure, sure. what's up?

do i look... funny?

no more than usual.

come on, i'm serious!

nope, look fine to me. what's going on?

well, alana just came and kind of hovered over the top of my cubicle wall for a minute, and when i looked up at her like 'what?' she kind of raised her eyebrows and walked away.

and?

and? and i don't know what it was about.

well, raised her eyebrows like how?

i don't know, kind of smug--

sounds like her--

and kind of like pity. somewhere between smug and pity.

smitty?

goofball. like i had a huge oozing cold sore and she was doing me a favor by not pointing it out. or something.

but you don't. so you're worried about this because...?

she's always so, kind of, timid, around me. bratty, but still seems kind of afraid i might bite her head off. but now she had this brazen sort of look, it was weird.

maybe she's found inner strength in her clean caffeine-free living? who knows. wouldn't worry about it.

do you worry about anything?

that goes on here? not much. it is just work, ya know.

i know, but it just... yeah.