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Ray:
Norman sobs on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around him.

"Th-thank you, R-Ray," he says softly. "For what?" I ask him, still hugging him tightly. "F-For being th-there for m-me," he responds. I turn a dark crimson as he says that. "No need to thank me, you're my best friend, after all," I respond as he hugs me back.

"We should head home, it's getting late," he says after a while. He doesn't let go of me. "Okay," I respond and let my arms drape by my side. He slowly lets me go. "Come on, Ray, don't be slow," he says as he starts walking.

Norman:
Rays an extremely slow walker. He likes to take in the views of the surrounding area.

When I notice him falling behind, I rush back to him and grab his hand. His eyes dart towards me. "You're walking to slow!" I say as I drag him from behind me.

After a while of us walking back, I notice ray stopped responding. I turn around and look at Ray. His face is flushed red and his hair covers his eyes. His lips are pressed in a straight line.

"Ray?" I say and touch his cheek. "O-oh, y-yeah?" He says as he snaps back into consciousness. "You zoned out, are you okay? What's on your mind?" I ask him, gripping his hand tighter.

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