We left. That was the story. The classify don’t want me to see them, correct. But it’s not a big deal talking to normal people. Their parents know it’s I talk to them already...I met her parents, they know what she looks like. All their parents. I look stupid or something. “You want me to talk to her? You are joking?” Whats her major again ? Do you call her other high school friends with their parents ? No, I don’t want to deal with them. That’s her stuffs to talk to them normal, if they found her on TV.
Babaji: that bad.
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