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They can add in haste, they can subtract in calm.

It doesn’t matter ‘cause mathematics have no soul.

Although we calculate everything and give it a proper name.

The spotlights swayed in time with the music, illuminating the stage and then sweeping out over the audience. Dick’s hold on the mic stand tightened when looked he down and met a pair green eyes and he sang, “Am I crazy for wanting you? Maybe do you think you could want me too?”

Dick finished the song without taking his eyes away from that messy red hair and those soft freckles and he had this fluttering in his stomach that he’d been singing about for years but had never actually understood until now.

Me:

Friend: What?

Me: