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"corbyn?"

"hi ashley." corbyn spoke as held the bear tightly.

"how you feeling corbs? what is it like?" his sister asked through the phone softly.

"eh, i've developed some new tics, so that just— eh. but i've also made some new friends. oh, and a new bear!" corbyn spoke excitedly, a small whistle leaving his mouth.

"awe, that's sweet. what's the bear's name?"

"blue."

"blue?"

"blue."

"so, who are these friends?" ashley asked curiously.

"i could facetime you one day and show them, but their names are daniel, jack, jonah, and zach."

"they sound like a good group of guys. are you happy there?"

"yeah, it's not that bad. besides, i have my friends."

"i'm glad you're happy corbyn." she spoke as another whistle left corbyn's mouth.

"you know, i'd being lying if i said i didn't miss your constant whistling around the house." corby giggled at his sister's response.

"i really miss you ash."

"and i miss you too corbs, you'll be home soon."

"i love you."

"i love you too corbs."