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“So… you think I’m… crazy? Delusional? A liar? Please, say something!”
Michael looked at her: “How do you know that’s something I say? The thing about Maths? I don’t remember telling you.”
“Uh, no, you didn’t tell me. You told Oliver, the night you met him.”
“How can you possible know that?!”
“I was sitting not too far from the two of you. I was bored to death, I noticed him, saw something wrong and paid attention.”
“I… I didn’t…”
“You didn’t notice me, I know. You may be an NFI, but I surely am an NFN, Not Freaking Noticed!”
