“I’m not in love with anyone.” Your co-worker grunts, glaring at you as he placed candy bars onto the wall shelves, lips pursed and all. You had been bothering him for the past weeks, cause this guy’s been all gushy about someone; somebody. But Kevin wouldn’t give one answer, and you always shrug it off. Kevin finished with the packaged box, and tossed it to the side, coming back over to the counter and glancing at you again to see if you’d pester him. “Are you done asking, by any chance?”