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He kept bugging me.
He kept asking me.
It's annoying.
It's irritating.
Speaking like a broken record.
Repeating the question
Over and over again.
As if my answer would change.
As if I would tell him.
"Who's your crush?"
He asked for the hundredth time.
"No," I replied. "Not going to tell you."
"Please??" He tried to look cute.
It simply annoys me more.
"I won't tell you. He would know."
"Pretty please? I won't tell no one."
"No. He would know."
"But why would you not tell me?
"I cannot tell you. He would know."
You would fricking know.