I get by with a little help from my friends

[Pilot Haddon]

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"No, no. He’s not dead. I… thought he was for the longest time. But I got a letter from him," he drew out the shape of a rectangle with his fingers, "saying he was still alive. Yet, he can’t come home. I guess he was kidnapped. Either way, I have this dark feeling that I won’t ever see him again." He crossed his arms over his chest once more. "Maybe that’s a bad thing to say," he muttered to himself, even though he really believed what he had said was true.



"Soooo." Pilot started, not able to suppress the playful smile at his lips. "You and Kansas, huh?" He had a feeling there was something between the two. At least, he wouldn’t have been surprised. He found that when people brought up others' names it was usually because they were on their mind.

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