“You know, we could just be ants…” He said it while gazing up at the starry sky, the girl beside him, just as glass eyed as he.
“Yeah I guess. Wait, what do you mean?” her eyes suddenly losing that mindless glaze she sat up and watched his face.
“You know, when you’re little and you’re looking at bugs, how sometimes they don’t seem to see you?”
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