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... p> Just one.
I invited my best friend over.
His name is Milo. He’s been my best friend since middle school, back when we both had bad hair and worse social skills. He’s funny, wildly nosy, and has the emotional subtlety of a foghorn.
I forgot those last two things when I texted him:
"Come by. I need a break from thinking."
Big mistake.
That Afternoon
The front door swung open and Milo barged in like he owned the place.
"Yo!" he shou ...
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