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"Quinn! I'm not joking!" I laugh as I grab her arm, reaching for my hat. My hat, which she never fails to take every day, the one she's clutching smugly in her tiny little fist, the one she got me for my birthday last year. I swear she wants one for herself, with how often she snatches it off of my head.

"If you're not joking, why are you giggling so much?" She retorts, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk. She takes my cap and puts it on her head, putting her hands on her hips in a captain's stance, looking towards the setting sun. She's about to begin one of her usual monologs when I take the opportunity to pull the hat off of her, fitting it snugly back onto myself.

"Hey! I was having a moment." She smiles, turning back towards me. I shove my hands into my pockets, continuing to walk.

"You have a 'moment' every day, Q." I joke. "Seems like every second's a Shakespearean play to you."

"You just need to appreciate the little things in life." She says, skipping along in front of me. And now we're walking, me forwards and her back, watching the April sun continue its meandering across the sky.

Well, she couldn't see it. She was looking at the clouds behind me, squinting.

"Y'know, that one kind of looks like... a deformed Benjamin Franklin."

"Does it now?" I smile, watching her watch the sky.

"Yeah, look." She points behind me and I turn around, searching for her creative description of condensed floating water.

"Where is it?" I ask, tilting my head to meet the clouds. None of them seem very Ben Franklin-esque.

"It's right... there!" She said, lunging forward and snapping her wrist off the back of my head.

And then she has my hat again.

"Ugh... Quinn!" I laugh and shove her again as we continue walking to our respective houses.

"Leave it to me to trick the most gullible into giving me their headwear."

"I wouldn't say I gave it to you-"

"Shush! My ingenuity needs no correction." She smiles as she turns up the walkway to her house,  tossing my hat back. It fumbles through my hands and ends up landing on the sidewalk. I bend over to pick it up as I catch her words from her front door.

"You're such a klutz. I'll see you tomorrow." I put my hat back to its rightful position on my head before turning to her and saying "You'll be online tonight, right?"

"You know it. Are we going to practice?"

"Yeah. I'll round up the others."

"Alright, see ya."

She disappears into her house quickly, leaving me back to kicking rocks on the sidewalk until I reach my place about a block down, smiling the whole way.



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