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| I looked at her.
She looked at me. He looked at her. Then I looked at him... and then I thought that he was looking at her looking at me, but before I had the chance to look at her being looked at by him while she was looking at me, she quickly looked at him (maybe so he didn't think she was looking at me). Then he looked at me, and said something... but I wasn't really listening. I was too focused on not looking like I was looking at her. I thought about saying something to her... or maybe just giving her a glance of sorts. Then I noticed he was already giving her a glance of sorts, and I think I accidentally gave HIM a glance, but I didn't mean to. I just hoped she'd choose me over him. So I looked at him looking at her, and I quickly turned toward her and looked her in the eyes. And it was then that I knew what she was thinking. [I wonder if she knew that I knew what she was thinking; maybe I'll ask her one day.] But anyway, so she looked at him again, only to see if he was still looking at her... but he wasn't; he was looking at something else for a second But he looked back at her when she looked at him. And I just looked at both of them (not simultaneously, but I looked at her and like a second later looked at him and then looked back at her and so on). And while I was doing that, she looked out the window, and then looked back toward us. She decided to be with the man she was looking at.
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