Who am I? Who are you Sam?
Who are you?
Do I really know myself?
I need to pretend to be a good girl but that's not me.
I'm so shit.
What the heck?!
"I need to study. Ghad."
"Ow. We have a quiz tomorrow."
"I need to be a top in the class."
"What should I call this? Ahm. Ex with benefits? Friends with benefits? Or just flirting each other?!"
"Flirt?"
"What?! I'm not virgin anymore?!"
"Give me a second chance? Please?"
"Please, give us a chance. Our relationship."
"I still love you. . ."
"We looked each other a little too long to be 'just friend'. I still love my ex."
I don't know who I am. Sam, are you that flirt?