As I've been writing along, I found one little paragraph that pretty much neatly sums up the flavour and type of story I'm writing:
"I sit for another few moments, my mouth opening and closing slowly. I’ve never had a damn clue what to say in a situation like this. Your ex-girlfriend, whom you secretly love but now just want to keep safely in the friend territory, has just been cheated on and wants the support of a schizophrenic who’s just barely rolled out of a hospital bed after spending an indeterminate amount of time out of his fucking gourd.
Riddle me this one, batman."
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