#yx(ask)

[text] Sometimes I’m glad I can’t remember the people I make friends with.

Why not?  You have a great face, though.  {`he grins, pretending to have to think about it for a while.}  You’re a really nice person.  Especially to me.  Ah, and I really like your nickname for me!  {`he chews his lip for a moment before nodding.}  And I’m excited for you to teach me how to paint.

Do I know you?

{`he bites the inside of his cheek, finger tapping against his chin thoughtfully.}  You seem very nice.  We’ve just met, but I think I’m a pretty good judge of character.  {`he nods once, smiling.}

{`he squints at the other, trying to remember if he was in his book—which, in fact, he was, and he immediately smiles, walking towards the other.} Han. Luhan — right? 

{`hordes the pizza.}

{`he smiles at the gesture and the statement, his head nodding a few times idly.}  That's sweet of you.  It really is.  But there's a lot up here-- {`he presses his finger to his temple.} --to remember. 

{`he simply shrugs, chuckling.} I have a few close ones — the others, I’m hoping to be friends with?  {`he shifts around a little, shrugging his shoulders again.}  It’s hard to be friends with someone who can forget so easily, though.