Despite having a friend who was a little on the downer side, Flint never really liked the whole depressed feel lurking around. It piqued at him as he entered the kitchen, looking to snitch a snack, and he stopped, watching Aaron for a moment before heading over to sit down.
Aaron blinked away from the scenery and looked up at Flint who suddenly appeared in his view. He managed a grin and sat up, resting his chin in his hands.
"Hey, Flint," he greeted. "Nahh, it's nothing really. Not too important..."
Aaron's expression changed to something between a frown and a pout- Flint knew what he was doing. Aaron knew what Flint was doing too, but he might as well drag it out a little farther.
"Fine, okay, maybe it is kind of important. But it would be dumb to other people," he explained lamely.
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"Hey. Why the long face? Somethin' up?"
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"Hey, Flint," he greeted. "Nahh, it's nothing really. Not too important..."
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"If it ain't, why's it got you so low?"
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"Fine, okay, maybe it is kind of important. But it would be dumb to other people," he explained lamely.
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