Carl and I were best friends, you would think that we were attached at the hip. We still could be friends if shit never hit the fan, but it did. He hated admitting that his best friend was a girl, so to get him back whenever he needed a "wing-man" I would embarrass him. It was fun. I loved him, I still do, but in a friend way, I think. I just want to see him again. But you live with the cards you're dealt. My name is Destiny, and this is how I found him. I do not own all of the characters in this story.All Rights Reserved
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