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Future Friends: Part 7

Hours later, she slammed the book down. “How do I send John Green hate mail?” He shrugged. “I mean, it was a good book though, wasn’t it?” She frowned. “I guess it was. It was just sad. It was too much like real life, and I kinda assumed that people read books like...

Future Friends: Part 7

Hours later, she slammed the book down. “How do I send John Green hate mail?” He shrugged. “I mean, it was a good book though, wasn’t it?” She frowned. “I guess it was. It was just sad. It was too much like real life, and I kinda assumed that people read books like...

Future Friends: Part 6

His attempts to stay upright failed, right as he reached her, and he toppled over, knocking them both over. “You klutz!” She laughed and poked him. “Get off of me, I can’t breathe.” He tried to stand up again and crashed back onto his butt. She stood up and held out a...

Future Friends-Part 5

“What on earth is even in this?” He poked the glob of miscellaneous colors and textures. “Ok, um, lemme see if I can remember.” She started counting off on her fingers. “Chocolate frozen yogurt for the base, dried pineapple chunks, skittles, Oreo chunks, a few...

Future Friends-Part 4

“Oh come on, it’s not that bad. I’ve got worse!” She scoffed and absentmindedly took a sip of the drink. “This actually doesn’t taste too bad, considering how toxic it looks.” He nodded knowingly. “You see, I know my Starbucks.” He pulled his wallet out of his pocket...