Dear man at the Valvoline Oil Change in Crystal, MN,
I don’t know why I winked at you, but rest assured it was an involuntary muscle spasm. When you came up to my car and asked me if you had oil all over your face, I didn’t know what you were talking about or how to react. And that’s when my face decided to wink in a reactive manner.
It’s not that you were not an attractive fellow. I just enjoy boys as friends and not lovers. You may feel the same way, I do not know. Our uncomfortable small talk post-wink didn’t indicate your feelings one way or another.
Please do not track me down. I am not in love with you.
Best regards,
Aric McKeown
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