Green and Blue

“Green. Your shoulder, Green.” “You worry too much, Blue.” “Don’t call me that.” “Sure, Blue. Whatever you say.” “You should get it looked at.” “Alright, calm down, I’ll get it looked at.” “Now?” “Nah. I got a date.” Blue scowled. Blue’s given name was Chris, but no one called him that. It was all Green’s…

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