Dib was sitting on the pavement in the brisk early morning with his sister, Gazlene. Gaz looked over at Dib almost menacingly as he traced his finger across the most recent addition of the Crop Circles Magazine.
"Jesus, what's your
problem?" She scoffed.
Dib peered to his side and shook his head with a smirk. "Nothing that anyone as closed minded and sour as you could understand." Dib was soon interrupted by an awkward girl tripping in front on him and hitting her face.
The girl looked up and saw that Dib held his hand out for her to grip onto. She smiled softly and took his hand, not because she needed assistance but to show gratitude for his actions.
"Thank you, call me Andromeda." She put her hand out to shake his and he took the offer.
Dib nodded. "What about Andy? Andy is easier." Andy flushed up a bit in response. "Sounds good, it's cute."
