There's the boy with the band-aids, holding four out in his hand like charity. Brown, white, dots or stripes. He looked serious as he held them out but the other boy had to bend over with his hand on his stomach, 'cause he was laughing so damn hard.

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Wooden floor with horizontal lines running across. Great God.

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Cheap white rug spotted with polka dots. He's going crazy. Fucking awesome.

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He wore glasses now because his contact lens were missing. But he still faithfully traced his fingers along the scabs and the burns, no doubt with four band-aids ready in his pocket. There's rock music in the background, even though the crazy one knows it's all in his head. Somebody drilled the musician into his head and now the choir is singing 'Insanus' on a loop.

Yes, he must be crazy. Especially if he's falling in love.

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