My heart jumps to my throat when I catch a familiar scent.
Why does it appear around me so often these days?
I turn around looking for the owner frantically but I can't spot them.
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"How do you know me?"
"How can I not?"
"You're quite popular, I'm not, so I had no idea you'd be into me."
"I'm not into you. I just like making friends."
"Yeah sure, like you haven't been practically undressing me with your eyes."
"I have not been doing that!"