[That awkward feeling when you know you've effed up a few seconds too late... he'd already suspected, but that brief tension in her expression had been enough to cement it. Shit, indeed.]
Um- no, not... not fated. [He'd really like there to be less destiny in his life, actually.] I mean, we chose it, like I said earlier...
[He really hopes that she remembers this moment the next time she tries to call him perfect, because he sure as hell isn't right now.]
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Um- no, not... not fated. [He'd really like there to be less destiny in his life, actually.] I mean, we chose it, like I said earlier...
[He really hopes that she remembers this moment the next time she tries to call him perfect, because he sure as hell isn't right now.]
...It was a bad joke.