" Are we still friends ? Can we be friends... Don't get green skin, keep in contact Don't say, Goodbye..."
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「Joey Bada$$ as Unique」
When you saw him walk by you in the store it felt like everything stopped in slow motion. He stood two aisles over, eyes scanning the plastic-concealed products in front of him. You watched the way his eyebrows drew close and curved as he concentrated on what was in his direct line of attention, choosing through the snacks.
You thought about saying something, your lip begging to be released from its nervous hold between your teeth. Maybe you could walk over, or maybe he could walk over. Perhaps you both could talk though not have much in common anymore. You didn't do that though, instead, you discretely eyed him as he scanned through the snacks in the confined store.
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