"What's your name?" you asked. I had been waiting for you to ask that question for so long.
"Joshua. Or just Josh." I replied. I was sitting next to you on the bench. You were a little taller than me, but you slouched a lot.
"I suppose you already know my name." you said with a slight laugh that did not relay happiness.
"Your name is Tyler."
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Red String (joshler)
FanfictionJosh works at Starbucks. Tyler doesn't even know his name.
