"Asher!"
"Kanara...I didn't know you took the bus."
"Of course I take the bus! I'm poor."
"You are not poor."
"...Wait, why are you taking the bus. Don't you have a chaufer or something."
"Ditched him about an hour ago."
"..."
"Ow! Why'd you hit me!"
"Because you are literally choosing to use public transportation...Why?"
"Why not?..Besides, it's not that bad."
"Ruffians, thugs, poison ivy, quicksand, cannibals and snakes, the plague..."
"No!"
"Yes!..Ha ha ha, Asher, you surprise me every day."
"What? You think you're the only one with the whole Tangled soundtrack committed to memory?"
"I guess not...Where are you headed?"
"City hall...you?"
"Same."
"...Is that why you are wearing a skirt. Oh my god, Kanara! You actually own a skirt."
"Shut up! And yes, of course I do."
"So why are you going to City Hall?"
"Why are you worried about it?"
"Just trying to make conversation."
"Ew. Why?"
"Cause we're friends...Duh."
"Friends? I don't have friends."
"Oh, come one we've had atleast five conversations."
"Going in to the third conversartion you didn't even know my name!"
"So?..I still consider us friends."
"Whatever...This is my stop."
"Mine, too, punk."
"Oh, yeah...Well, wish me luck."
"Luck with what?"
"The case."
"...what case?"
"...I guess we're not that good of friends after all..."
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The Conversations I wish I Never Had
Teen FictionConversations between Kanara and Asher. How it all started. (How it all ended.)