You take Rose’s hand and give it a friendly squeeze.
it feels like it’s been far too long since we had a real talk about things, let alone had a chance to hang out.
You want to tell her how much you wish you could share your favorite movies with her, but then how could you treat her like everyone else?
and it sounds like you’re back to your word filled, usual self. i’m really glad i could help, and if you ever want to talk about it or anything else, i’m here for you.

It’s good to see that he’s sounding a little more positive as well, and you respond to that with a slightly wider smile.
Well, my schedule isn’t ironclad. I’d enjoy being able to spend an afternoon with you sometime, especially during the weekends, when I don’t have so much homework to do.
You laugh just a little bit when he refers to your returning eloquence.
I suppose I can’t help succumbing to the temptation of polysyllaby. Be it resolved that my sesquipedalian ways are an intransitive state of my being.
I will let you know, though, if I ever need or want to talk about it again. Thank you, John.
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