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How are you? (#1)

I walked down the sidewalk as the rain poured around me.

I stared at the paved pathway with a saddened expression, I had figured out just minutes before that someone that I looked up to for years had passed from cancer.

I continued to walk until I had accidentally bumped into someone, I fell to the ground.

"Ow..."

I rubbed my head.

I heard what seemed to be the person I bumped into, he had a Norwegian accent to my surprise.

"Uh, sorry..."

I looked up to see a man with a red hoodie that looked to be my age, 22, he held his hand out to help me up.

"You just gonna stare or...?"

I apologized and took his hand.

"Thanks"

He was a little bit taller than me so I had to tilt my head up a little. He just looked at me.

"Yeah, no problem"

I squinted.

"What?"

I then poked his face.

"H-hey!"

I blinked

"Sorry, you just look kind of familiar"

I shrugged.

"Oh... uh, I use to be part of a YouTube series...."

I jumped a little.

"Yeah, that's right! You're Tord Larsson!!"

He took a step back.

"O-oh, sorry..."

He sighed.

"It's fine, just not so loud please"

I looked down then looked at Tord again.

"Are... are you okay?"

"What...?"

"I'm talking about Edd"

He stayed quiet

. . .

I suddenly started to regret what I said.

He turned around.

"I'm fine..."

He started to walk away.

"W-wait, Tord I-"

He looked back at me.

"What!?"

"...N-nothing, sorry...."

He sighed and walked away.

I stood there in silence for awhile then walked home.

The next day:

I was walking around in London like I was the other day.

I walked by a familiar looking house.

I stopped to examine it.

I knew I had seen the house before but I'm not sure when or from where....

I looked over at the house next to it and saw the same man from yesterday come out of the house, Tord.

I ran over to him over excitedly and tripped...

right in front of him....

and fell on top of him....

*sigh*