SECRETS
They were glad that I was okay.
“What’s up fireball?” Christian replied, being the first person to greet me. He wore a gray T that hid some of his tattoos. The one that always stayed revealed was the red dragon on his arm. It was my favorite one. Something about the color, and the way the tail wrapped around was enticing to me. I hugged him tightly. I was surprised he was the first in line to say hello.
“Hey Chris, how are you?”
“Same old, same old,” he answered, “You know I was going to skip today, but I remembered you saying something about a foot being up my ass.” I looked, remembering that I said something along those lines.
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