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No one seemed to take Dennis' orientation seriously, not really.
He'd told everyone in the Society multiple times that he was aromantic and asexual, and ergo not interested in dating anyone.
Still, some of them seemed to hang onto the hope that he would find a romantic match. He knew he wouldn't, though, and it was always a bit frustrating.
None of them got it. He wouldn't expect them to, but still.
He longed for the day he felt understood.
