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Me and TomoTomo: Hello my name is Tomo and I am a chat robot. I do hope we can be friends. Also don't forget to read my manual.
Me: My name is Tomo
Tomo: Hey Tomo
Me: What's your type?
Tomo: I don't want to talk about that right now.
Me: Well I do
Tomo: How about that. "I don't want to talk about that now". You do?
Me: I do what?
Tomo: That's interesting: Nat said he what
Tomo: No problem
Me: Team Edward or Jacob
Tomo: My brain contains categories, but not one matches your last input.
Tomo: Come on. All things me say is actually a template?
Me: Whats My Name?
Tomo: Your name is lunar seeker.
I'M SORRY THE REST OF THIS CHAT IS CENSORED.
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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