... I know someone had friends here too, but none of 'em knew who she was. Didn't know 'em that well to begin with, so I guess it ain't that bad. And it turned out fine since they're really good friends now, but still... I can imagine what that's like.
[ Being lonely, being forgotten—man, now he absolutely can't give her what he had in mind. ]
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[ Being lonely, being forgotten—man, now he absolutely can't give her what he had in mind. ]
Doncha have friends here?