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Blackwheel added. "Far from that," Rebecca smiled in a pretty fashion. "I realized that old people think about life the older they get. They think about their mistakes and what they should have done when they were our age. They think about all the parties they should have attended and all the parties they shouldn't have attended. They generally never stop thinking about anything."

I smiled. "Huh? What does that mean?" I pouted. 'Jeez, is my joke flop?' "Do you enjoy listening to classical music?" I said it just to get the conversation going. "Isn't it boring?" "Boring?" "Out of curiosity, how old are you?" "Nineteen..." "Your real age, you silly!" I said, giggling. "That's my real age." "But a creature like you can live up to 2000 years old, right?"

He answered sharply and glared at her. She immediately raised her hands in surrender as she said, “Okay, Okay, you're not a little kid, you're a young man.” He scoffed, “Just in case you don't know, I understand sarcasm quite well and I can say for a fact that you're being sarcastic.” Surprised by his words, Veronica had to ask, “Wait, tell me, how old are you again?” “I'm ten years old.” He replied. “Aren't you surprised at how old I have gotten? TEN WHOLE YEARS! Wow, I'm really old.” He added, stressing his age and sounding like an old man, that Veronica could not help but burst into laughter.

Humor sparkled in his rheumy eyes. "Alright. How old are you?" "Old enough, I don't buy green bananas!" The old man roared with laughter. Scott grinned. "That's a good one, man." He ordered an orange juice from the bartender. "What are you up to now?" Eustace asked.

Min-a chuckled also knowing he sounded terrible. “The only thing I can tell you about aging is the ultimate advice. ‘You will know when you get older.’ I always thought this advice to be the most annoying piece of nonsense I have ever heard, now, I know it is the universal truth and everybody experiences it differently.” Seung-ho explained it in the best way he could.

He made me laugh, a genuine, bubbling sound that felt good after the fear. “Your turn,” he challenged, when he finished. “Tell me a joke. Something to keep the darkness at bay.” I thought for a moment. “Okay, okay… What do you call a fake noodle?” He raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips. “What?” “An impasta!” I delivered the punchline with a flourish, and he actually laughed, a deep, booming sound that warmed the room. “Alright, alright, that was a good one, for a rookie,” he teased. “My turn. Why did the scarecrow win an award?”

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His eyes widened in fury as he began to spout his anger once again. "OLD?!" "I guess you're around late thirties, am I right?" I teased him with a huge grin on my face. It's a lie though, I just want to enjoy his annoyed expression. "You--!! How is 23 old?! You should get your eyes checked!" "Oohhh~ so you're 23." I nodded my head and widened my smile in triumph. Too late did he realize that he fell right into my trap. He groaned in frustration which made me laugh even more.

"Me too. Are you taking your blood-pressure pills like you're supposed to?" "Of course I am. I'm in great shape for an old codger." "Oh, please, you're about the furthest you can get from being a codger, Dad. When I imagine an old guy, you're definitely not it. I even got a message from Jess on F******k telling me how she sees you at the gym and how adorable you

“What’s got you all ‘Mr. Bigshot’ again? Did you and Winona do it?” “Don’t talk about Winona like that.” “Oh, hey. Right. Sorry. How is she anyway? It’s been forever.” “We’ll go to the club soon.” “Really? I thought you were too old and responsible for clubbing now.” “Maybe I’ve had a mid-life regression.” “Seriously? What has gotten into you? You sound like… well… like old Jayden.” “It’s asshole 2.0.” “What?” “Just go keep the stuffed shirts happy, will ya? We’ll talk later.”