The day was nearing.
The day Mack would confess his love to his friend.
Danny and Mack had been friends for so many years, months and days and Mack could only hope none of it would be ruined.
Ruined by what he would do.
He didn't know what he would do if it all went away.
Years upon years of friendship
Washed down the drain because of one selfish act.
One kiss.
It was one kiss that could ruin everything.
Or in some fairytale way, it could create something beautiful.
The chances of the latter one happening were almost as thin as a strand of the electric blue hair on Danny's head.
Mack knew that very well.
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