Meet Jessica.
She's my alter ego.
There is this random boy who knows me by that name.
He is convinced that he's been to my house.
Apparently I made him laugh at a party once by telling a Titanic joke.
I don't know any Titanic jokes.
I swear that I've never met him.
But now I bump into him at least once a week.
And more than once, I've answered to the name Jessica. Accidentally at first. Later, purposefully.
We're sort of friends now.
He even knows what kind of bagels I like to eat.
I guess names aren't important anyways.
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