Prologue

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Prologue:

"I am a lot of different things, Zack." I say as we both lay down on their roof, looking at the night sky. Watching the stars as they twinkle above us.

He chuckled and says, "I know. I know. But we both know that you've got to figure your shits out, Avery."

"I know." I sighed.

We stayed quiet for a moment. And suddenly he said, "Good. Because right now, I'm taking the opportunity to sleep here next to you, while you're shitting out your thoughts. Wake me up when you're done so I can walk you home."

I turned my face to look at him. His eyes are closed and a gentle smile plastered on his face. I stare at him and back at the sky in contentment.

That's when I know, that's when I know that this is real. That's when I recognized him. That's when I know that I'm fallin' for this weirdo beside me and this is no false. It's real.

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