A and B are in the kitchen again; they love each other as much as there is hate between them; and hate always wins, but not between them rather for what does not exist between them:
A: What is that smell? Are you drinking again?
B: Yeah, I was thirsty. You’re too smart, like always.
A: But you drank last night too, exactly because you were “thirsty”.
B: I was thirsty for something else.
A: For what?
B: For you…
A: I know that, for what else?
B: For many other things, but not at the same time. Is that a problem?
A: Which is a problem? At the same time? Drinking? Other things?
B: No, I mean, is that a problem that I was thirsty for you, and that at the same time I was thirsty for many other things including my regular sip?
A: No, it’s ok. But tell me, who do you love more, me or your problems?
B: Do you mind if I say my problems?
A: No, I don’t mind as long as I am the first.
B: Unfortunately you are.
A: What?
B: Never mind.
A: I did mind. Tell me more.
B: I can tell you less now, but later, maybe, I don’t know; I’m not sure; I mean I may not know what I exactly know.
A: What is wrong with me? Do you mind me asking?
B: Yes I do, but go on.
A: Come here.
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