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“Ah, Steven!” Anthony greeted from down the sidewalk. He smiled at his new friend as he ran down to meet him in the crowd, the slope of the hill they were on a bit steep, and he was surprised cars could even drive around here. “Hi Anthony,” the shorter greeted with a bright grin, dressed comfortably in a gray t-shirt and beige shorts, red converse at his feet. It was not as hot as Anthony expected it to be, and as it turned out, today would probably be the only lucky “cool” day of the week, the rest of the weather forecasts following showing a gradual heat increase trend. It was also a few days after they&

“So, Steven,” Anthony starts, and you can’t help but get giddy with the way he says your name. It makes your fingers itch for the blade always kept in your pockets. “Yes, Anthony?” you reply back, trying to keep your smile subtle, fingers drumming on the table as you both wait for the order. “Um,” he starts, seeming hesitant about his choice of topic and pressing on to another. How intriguing. “So you live around here or something?” “Yes, just down a ways from here, why?” You can see the way he’s looking at you and then looking away, his brown eyes drawing you in, the