to speculate

Everyone suspects the nonchalant rainbow trout likes the slender, graceful little goldfish.

The rainbow trout snaps at the whisperings of the others, although its actions say otherwise.

Looking from both sides of the coin, I would like to think the whisperings whisper truly.. but it would be rude. Time and time again, it cannot deny itself, but it cannot bring itself to move forward. Silly but true. I pity the trout. Both take it in good humor, but alas, alack! The goldfish does not share the same sentiments.

Or so I think.

*humors self at the thought*
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I must have thought of fishes as I haven't been eating seafood for a long time... I miss seafood.