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“ IhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEY–!! ” It’s his mantra as he picks up speed with every lap, pushing past the sound barrier with a deafening CRACK as he spins in tighter and tighter circles, starting to grow queasy as the dizziness sets in. Tommy feels like he’s been spinning forever by the time the theme song ends, and he stumbles over to Peter, swaying where he stands. “ …I’m gonna be sick… ”

Bobbi, unlike most young people these days, actually likes phone calls. She likes the immediate nature of the calls, you don’t need to sit there waiting for a text back. She also likes how every tone in her voice, every inflection of her words, carries over in phone calls. In text, no one can tell if she’s being serious or actually mean or sarcastic. 

“I guess… my aunt? She’s always been there in my corner cheering me on y’know? She kinda took me and my mom in at a really rough time in life and when mom got sick she was the one person I could depend on. She’d done a lot to help me get where I am and I will always be so blessed to have her.”