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"hey.. you should watch this!" you exclaimed happily.
"i will, surely!" i replied, somewhat confused but happy with no reason to be. i asked for what the name of the show was, and you said it was called NO 6.

what a wonderful series. probably my favourite of all of the ones you recommended to me.

time went fast as we discussed whatever. as long as you were the one i was talking to, time just flew by at a rapid speed.

"hey, kids! time to go home." fred, the teacher, loudly shouted. we heard exactly what he said, but acted as if we had not. "hey, you two. i have to get home and cook for my children to you know!" we sighed in defeat, and went home with the other children.

as we were walking over the football pitch, the first few snowflakes hit the ground. it was only october, from what i recall.

then, suddenly, a beautiful piano was heard.

"this is one of my favourite songs. it's from no. 6, as well," you murmured at quielty enough for only me to hear. "oh, okay," i awnsered, not knowing quite what to say.

in this endless night, i only have one wish, that this empty night sky shall be filled with light.