Your name is Dane.

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And to be honest, I'm not sure if I should be scared of this sight in front of me.

"It's not a dead body this year.." Kyi mumbles.

"Uh... Happy birthday?" I sigh, but she gives a warn smile. "It's great."

A blanket. That she was going to burn.

Oh, I was wrong.

It's been two years, and she still has the blanket.

I cough inwardly.

"Jesus Christ, Dane! What the hell was that? You sound like you're trying to choke on a dick."

I spit my soda out. "Oh my god you're so weird!" Kyi giggles, wrapping her arms around my neck, resting her chin on my head.

"Goddamn it."

"Accept my love, Waifu."

I sigh, cleaning the spilled soda with my hoodie sleeve. "Don't you have a boyfriend?"

She scoffs. "I don't think there is anybody else that could handle me in this world other than you."

That made me feel bad.

She'd live a lot longer than me, and after I die, she'll just be.. Kyi. A terrible and bitter person.

What would she do if I moved out? If I got a girlfriend?

Kyi would have nobody.

That sounds awfully clichè, but it's true.

Wow, Dane.

"You say that now." I attempt lightening the mood, and she sighs, taking her arms off me. "Shut up and drink your piss." she walks away, smiling.

"It's Mountain Dew, actually." I call after her, but she waves her hand and I sigh, drinking it.

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Dane would be saintdane2579. Bless. I really love writing like this. Old time to make me cry.

Anywhore..

Chapter two will be updated tomorrow, Bleh.

//scREAMS BECAUSE I ACCIDENT SAID DAVE INSTEAD OF DANE. NO STRIDERS IN THIS BOOK. //

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