Paint me a heart
It was strange, but he said goodbye to his friends and came up to me.
"Yeah?" He asked, stopping by my cans with paint.
"Um, I thought that... you might want to meet someone," I lied, but it seemed to work, "This is Thomas Black. You know him, right?"
"Oh, yeah! How are things, man?" Steven asked and held out his hand to shake Thomas's hand. "I'm Steven."
"Nice to meet you." The famous boy answered, with a frown and a sudden change in tone, laced with a hint of contempt.
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