"are you okay with everything?" she asks.
"well... it's just confusing, you know?"
"... yeah."
"I just don't like the idea of being stuck in a long distance thing one tiny bit. It just feels stupid."
"... yeah. it does."
"But, it feels like such a waste; it sucks, things are fun but two months isn't a very long time."
"So why don't we just say, fuck the long distance thing? It's not going to work, you know."
"..."
"Well, why don't you just say it?"
"You don't know how refreshing it is to hear you speak rationally! I'm used to girls being dumb about stuff like this."
"Well, it just makes the most sense."
"Yeah."
"..."
"Look at the clouds. It's going to rain."
"You want it to rain, don't you?"
"... It looks like rain, there's no avoiding it."
"..."
"Your eyes are red"
"It's my contacts, they're drying."
....
She was going to cry, but I wasn't going to try and stop it. If it looks like rain, it's going to rain. There's no avoiding it.