DAY 403, SUNDAY, NOVEMBER
L: What took you so long?
H: I... was thinking about what to get you.
L: Alright. So, what did you get me? If I don't like it we're gonna have a problem.
H: Not a big one, I hope. I really tried.
L: I'll decide the magnitude after I've seen it. Hand it over.
H: Here.
L: You hid it in a bag I see...
H: What's the verdict?
L: We will... not have a problem.
H: That's a relief.
L: I love marshmallows with chocolate. Why are you still standing? Have a seat.
H: Don't move around. What if you misplace something?
L: I'll be fine. Here. You can sit next to my knee.
H: If you have to stay longer in here now because of this, it's not my fault.
L: Sure, sure. I'm getting sick of this room.
H: It looks kinda nice. Very clean.
L: It is. But I've been here for almost two weeks. I'd like to go home now.
H: When do you get to return?
L: In a couple of days. Here, take a marshmallow.
H: Thanks. Be honest with me, is it the best gift you've ever gotten?
L: I don't know about best, but it's good.
H: What's the best gift you've ever received?
L: Let me think. You think about it, too.
H: Sure. Hmm.
L: I think I know it.
H: What is it?
L: When I turned ten years old.
H: So we're talking ancient times?
L: Very funny. Aren't you older than me?
H: Sorry, go ahead.
L: When I turned ten my parents got me a cat. Well. Not for me specifically. It was a 'family cat'. But we got her on my birthday.
H: That's nice. What's her name?
L: Her name was Milou.
H: A French name. Pretty.
L: Yeah. She ran disappeared after, like, two years.
H: Disappeared? Just like that?
L: Yeah. She just didn't come home. She probably got hit by a car or something.
H: That's a shame. Did you guys get a new pet?
L: We had a hamster for a bit. He died as well. What's the best gift you've ever gotten?
H: I'm not sure. The last couple of years my parents weren't sure what to give me.
L: What did they do then? For your birthday?
H: They'd give me a certain amount of money with which I could just buy whatever I want.
L: That pretty nice.
H: Yeah, I guess.
L: You guess? That way you definitely get something you like. My parents insist on giving me something of their choosing.
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The Stockers (Completed)
Teen Fiction'If I live through this, I can do anything I want. No experience will ever be as awful as this one. I'll come out the other way stronger than ever.' Six stock clerks fight against fatigue and boredom in the store they work at. It creates a bond stro...
