" Okay, what do I call you when you're wearing black and white clothes? "
"Really Bran?! You woke me up for that! " It was cold outside. My hands traced the metal railings. Chipped paintings, rusted metals, decrepit designs---We were here. Funny how the place changes but the memories lingered. Both good and bad.
"Zebra. That's what! "
I could imagine him laughing so hard. Sometimes I just wanted to whack him. By sometimes I mean Always.
"Bran. Please be normal even for one minute. " I hugged myself. September winds weren't this cold.
Silence.
"That's one minute! " He beamed from the opposite line.
"I don't know what I'm going to do with you. " I played at the handles of the the metal door.
" Love me. "
"What? "
"Like you should you know. Like Elle and Brit. They don't bully me like you do. " That's it, that annoying voice. He wanted to pull on me the squeaky voice, acting cute but isn't.
"You sounded like a rat being choked to death. " I stifled a yawn.
"Sleep now.
"Yeah."
"Bye Zebra."
"Goodnight Bran. "
I was about to head back when he haven't hunged up yet.
"Zeb? "
"Yeah? " Why do I feel like my heart's racing like crazy?
"Am I a boyfriend material? "
"Ye-yes? I mean what? " My hands were suddenly clammy.
"Goodnight Zebra. Sleep tight. "
He chuckled.
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