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"OH, SHIT IS HE DEAD!", I gasped, taking a seat next to Reki and Miya, who was fanning a red-faced Langa.
Miya gave me a weird look, "No, he probably got heat stroke or something."
"Americans have never experienced heat before!", Reki snorted, slapping the blue-headed male's face lightly.
"I don't think you're supposed to do that.", I said, grabbing a towel and pouring ice-cold water on it, "He's probably never had to stay out in this heat for so long before.", I laughed, placing the towel on his forehead.
"Isn't he Canadian?"
"How stupid are you Reki, isn't he supposed to be your friend?"
Reki glared at us, "I'm not a DNA test! How am I supposed to know everything about Langa?", he yelled defensively, continuing to fan Langa.
