relationships

Remembering Rachel

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    A friend of mine, named Billy, and I were going to hang out with one of his ex's, at her house. When we got there, there were two women about our age, at the time I was 22. It was kind of weird because both of there names were Rachel.
    Rachel, his ex, was sitting in a chair in the kitchen, while the other Rachel had answered the door. At the time I thought it was strange, but Billy spent more time talking to this new Rachel. The whole time we were there she kept trying to politely ignore him while starting a conversation with me.

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