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"You're late," Kyle states, barely looking up from the massive desk that surrounds him.
Jack sens a glare his way, mentally telling him that he knows, he can read a clock. It's rare for Jack to be late to one of these sessions, rare for him to be late to anything. Today's different though; today's special.
"Well, let's start. How'd your day go, man?"
Jack decides that today, he will cooperate. He signals to Kyle that he wants a paper and pen, which he receives quickly, with a smile.
I met a girl.
"Good goin'! Is she cute?" Kyle inquires, leaning slightly forward as if he actually takes interest in the matter.
Jacks nods his head vigorously, gaining a thumbs-up and boisterous laugh from the young man across from him. He hasn't gotten this type of reaction in a long time, a little too long, and it feels good to have someone acknowledge him for once. Jack picks up the pen and scribbles fast, wondering if he should slow down so that Kyle would actually be able to read his writing.
Her name is Lucy. We walked home together, that's why I was late.
"Lucy, eh? Pretty name."
Not as pretty as her.
"I bet not, kid."
Jack smiles and, upon realizing he did so, covers his mouth quickly with a pale, slender hand.
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