"Ppth." Zeke blew, trying to push the crumbs off his face. "That's not nice!" He said, sitting up and brushing his shirt. He hadn't noticed this person until they'd come up next to him either. Or, in his case, leaned over and spat crumbs on him. "You're rude and that stuff is crumbly."

Finally, he heard the boy snickering. "It's not funny. You know what you look like?" Zeke started drawing a bad drawing of the boy's face. "You look silly. Like that." He had paid extra attention to the crumbs and expression, and he added one of the funny looking chocolates the other boy held.

He had said his name, hadn't he? Just like the girl earlier, and he couldn't remember her name either, just the blue hair. Maybe he was trying to be friendly. Maybe Zeke should introduce himself too. He would be able to remember the yellow eyes. "I'm Zeke. I think your name is Yellow."

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