It's 4 A.M. and we're still up, sitting on the roof of your parents' house. I want you to tell me about when you were at school, all of the assholes who harassed you and the teachers you back talked. I want you to tell me about your friends, how they were mildly cooler than your old ones and how you ditched drama for them. I just want to hear you talk as I nurse the bottle of Dr. Pepper that I opened two hours ago. Just talk.

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