"just come with me cal," nixon started to stand up climbing down the ladder.
"alright." he got up and followed him. "where are we going?"
"i'm teaching you how to fly, trust me."
they ended up at lake, just like they were before.
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ONLY FRIEND
General Fictiontwo kids who were in love with bright red, while everyone else's souls were covered in black. h.r. #175 in general fiction
