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hi, this is noa. 

alice, it;s really funny how things turn out in the end. everyone in the world start as strangers. even your best friend. even your family. really, you start out with nothing the moment you step into the world. then you begin to recognize shapes, stars and stories. then you attach yourself to hopes. that is, until your imaginary friend sort of dissolve back to your closet and you find new human friends. imperfect friends. friend with flaws. people who you sort of hate but can't help falling for them and can't live a day without them... 

strangers -> friends. 

then they sort of become part of life. part of you. their traits being to fuss into yours, and it feels that a slice of you might be missing if you are not with them. 

friends -> best friends. 

but at some point in time, the invisible bond that defines your relationship with them breaks without any notice and you soon grow apart from each other. you miss them, the talks you had, late night stargazing, and the unhealthy bag chips. but the moment that you being to reminisce the past, you realize that it's finally over. and even if you try to act like nothing as happened, as if the bond didn't break and then you guys are still the best of friends, the peas in the same pods. it's over. it's time to accept the fact... 

best friends -> strangers

noa are you talking about yourself?

maybe...

are you alright?

some what sad. maybe numb. but definitely pensive. 

... it's be alright noa. 

how do you know?

'cause it's you. i know. 

you think too highly of me. 

i have a reason to. 

alice. 

yup?

let's be like harry and ron. 

... 

or sherlock and watson. only that i'm sherlock, my dear watson. 

...

(noa laughs)

you know alice, i'm so glad that i picked up your phone. at first i thought you were crazy, leaving a perfectly working phone at a abandoned playground. but now i understand you better. 

i'm glad too. i think dropped my phone in that beloved playground was the best decision i have ever made in my life.

so best of friends? 

best of friends. 

then good night, my dear watson. 

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