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Strange Young Us

A typical conversation between me and a friend.

"You got what for my mother?"

Nick nodded. He turned to his window.

I pulled softly at a clump of his brown hair. "Why?"

He turned back and sighed with a small grin. "It's completely unexpected, so I thought, 'Hey, why not?'"

"You are strange," I said with the utmost seriousness.

He made a weird face and turned back to the window.

I poked his back. When he did not flinch, I poked him harder.

"D'you want to know what I got for you?" he grinned, not turning from the window.

I sighed. "Honestly, I really don't want to know."

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