"Wha?" Rodger said, coughing and sputtering to pull some wind back into his lungs. He looked over at the Kaiser Chief, and smiled. He liked the Kaiser Chief. In a gang full of good boys he was by far the goodest of the boys. Rodger gave him a smile, and waved, the bent over and clutched his chest. He looked up again and saw the punk. He liked the punk. In a city full of punks he was undoubtedly the punkiest. He gave him a smile and a wave. "Nah man, he's cool. This guy can do crazy things. Damn fast too, holy cow." He then laughed until it devolved into a coughing fit. He leaned back against his wall and looked up at the sky. God it was a beautiful day. The sky was beautiful. The clouds were beautiful. The world was beautiful.  

"You guys, you go off and do your thing. I'm gonna chill right here. Hey kid," he called out to the kid in the big hat. He liked the kid in the big hat. Of all the hats in the city his was undeniably the biggest. "You want to hang out while they talk?"

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