[center]Garry slid his phone across the table. Admittedly, it didn't have many numbers programmed in it. It had his neighbor's, parent's and of course, Karina's now vacant phone. Sooner or later, he'd had to suck it up and go visit her at the institution. Then again, today wasn't exactly the day for visiting and he was far behind on visiting hours. Maybe he'd skip school within the next three days to go and see her. . [b]"Program yourself in..,"[/b] he mumbled, shoving his book into his shoulder bag.

He was ready to throw it over his shoulder and flee. That's what his mind was telling him to do, he wasn't exactly keen of speaking to a girl who was friends with sister. Not that he disliked his sister's friends it just. . irked him. Perhaps it was the guilt that made him stay ultimately, but he remained composed, as if he wasn't trying to run away to begin with. Play it off, he supposed. [b]". . I'm not going anywhere. Unless you're trying to do so."[/b]

He wasn't really making excuses. He was just going to leave. But the last comment caught him off-guard. [i]Friend?[/i] They hadn't even been speaking for more than five minutes, the girl practically knew nothing about Garry except his name, white hair and red eyes. And basically everyone knew that. It would be impressive if anyone had known his full name, but he somehow found that possibility hard to believe. How could someone care to know such trivial fact?

All he could mumble to the last comment was a standing and blunt: [b]"What?[/b]
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