5-6-8-3, Noodles.

That's how life had always been for us. Since the first day of kindergarten all those years ago, when I threw a bright, blue crayon at his elfish ears, it's been us; Xander and I against the world. That was it. That was all. We even pinky promised on that friendship vow, the night of stargazing. Now, as the tradition of breaking pinky promises, I get to break Xander's pinkey.

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Two best friends are at it again. This time Aquila is upset with Xander and Xander is yet again oblivious.