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Dude: I love her more than the air I breath.
Chick: Well, I’m always here for you.
Dude: I know.
Chick: What's wrong?
Dude: I like her so much.
Chick: Talk to her.
Dude: I don't know. She won't ever like me.
Chick: Don't say that. You're amazing.
Dude: I just want her to know how I feel.
Chick: Then tell her.
Dude: She won't like me.
Chick: How do you know that?
Dude: I can just tell.
Chick: Well, just tell her.
Dude: What should I say?
Chick: Tell her how much you like her.
Dude: I tell her that daily.
Chick: What do you mean?
Dude: I'm always with her. I love her.
Chick: I know how you feel. I have the same problem. But he'll never like me.
Dude: Wait... Who do you like?
Chick: Oh… some boy.
Dude: Oh... she won't like me either.
Chick: She does.
Dude: How do you know?
Chick: Because, who wouldn't like you?
Dude: You.
Chick: You're wrong, I love you.
Dude: I love you too.
Chick: So, are you going to tell her?
Dude: I just did.