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    “Skydive. Kiss someone in the rain. Go on a road trip... Get into a bar fight?”

    Buck groaned, snatching the paper back. “Don’t judge sixteen-year-old me. He had dreams.”

    Hen leaned forward. “Oh, we’re judging. Sixteen-year-old you has handed us a gift—insight into all of your questionable teenage priorities.”

    Buck crossed his arms, glaring at her. “Hey, some of it’s respectable! ‘Learn to surf?’ Solid goal. ‘Save a life?’ Pretty sure I've nailed that one.”

    “Get into a bar fight, though?”

    “I thought it’d make me look cool!”

     

    Or, when Evan Buckley finds the bucket list he wrote as a teenager, he decides there’s no time like the present to complete it.

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    Bucklecup: I really like your moustache. it’s very girthy. really solid.

    Eddito: girthy?????????????

    Eddito: did you just text me at 7pm on a wednesday evening to tell me my moustache is GIRTHY????

    Bucklecup: honestly, i’m kinda surprised you haven’t blocked me yet, eds

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    Buck gets drunk-dared to send Eddie one cheeky text every day for 50 days. Eddie loses his mind. TW for the cringiest pickup lines in existence.

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    “Someone referred to me as your wife the other day.” Buck started.

    Eddie choked on air. His cheeks were so pink. Why did he blush like that? Buck was paler than him, and yet somehow he didn’t blush anywhere near as hard as Eddie himself did.

    “Do you think of me as your old ball and chain?” Eddie asked, going along with the joke despite the frankly upsetting colour of his cheeks. How was this Buck looking in love with him? Obviously they were comfortable with each other, but still.

    Buck gasped, his eyes big, his back straightening out as he got ready to fight with God himself on this topic. Eddie knew immediately the rant he had started, Buck’s mockingly serious voice raising as he stared Eddie down intently.

    “I would never refer to my wife as the old ball and chain. You don’t hold me down, you pick me up, you dirty little bitch. You’re the wind beneath my wings. God.”

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    Buddie as The Basement Yard boys.

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    Blood pounds in his ears as Eddie stares down at the three little letters floating in his spoon.

    G, A, Y.

    They’re mocking him.

    He knew he should have gone for the Spaghettios instead.

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    With Christopher gone and Buck dating, a depressed Eddie resorts to some nostalgic comfort food. It keeps sending him some not-so-subliminal messages.

    Or, Eddie comes out of the closet thanks to $10 worth of canned soup.

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    Mrs. Young smiled. “As teachers, we don't get to sit down and talk one on one with each child as much as they deserve. This assignment always grants me a beautiful insight to my students. Their proudest accomplishments, their darkest moments, or even some facts I've never known.”

    She lifted a hand to her heart. “So with that, I would like all of you hear from one of the most beautiful essays I've had the pleasure of reading, from one of the-” she sighed. “-funniest kids I've met. Please welcome Christopher Diaz.”

     

    ...Christopher smiled into the microphone. "My name is Christopher Diaz. Here's my essay."

    "Dear abandoning dead Mom."

    The silence from the audience was deafening.

    "Oh god." Eddie whispered beside him.

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    Chris gets an award for Student Performance night!

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