“Hey.” 你 call to your bestfriend.
As soon as he hears your voice, he turns around, and stomps off in the other direction.
“What the hell?” 你 call after him, running to catch up. He was a lot bigger than you, his strides were longer, but 你 caught up to him.
“Hey.” 你 try again. No answer. He just stares ahead of him.
You step in front of him. “What the fuck is going on?” 你 ask, eyebrows raised.
He stops, kinda looking around, as if to find the words to say.
“Can 你 please move?” He finally decides.
“Please? You, Dallas Winston, just 说 please. Obviously something is...
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