You're rolling silverware, its the end of the night and you're trying to close as fast as possible, because its just you, Will, the cooks, and your manager in the building. Your heart races every time he walks by and you avoid eye contact. Until as you're on your last roll he approaches you Hey um, I'm sorry to bother you...its just that, I've noticed you tend to avoid me...and you seem really awkward and uncomfortable when I talk to you...so have I done something to make you dislike me?
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