In a world so vast...so big. It's truly a wonder that any two people happen across each other once, never see each other in years on end, and then somehow find their paths intersecting once more. In the wonder grows tenfold when it's a group of three or four. It was a group of three, they were a group of three. They had crossed paths at the ages 6, 5, and 4--when their parents had dropped them off at something of a daycare. The three hadn't done to much talking, but Icy occasionally chucked a wooden block or two at Stormy--just to see if it would stick in her hair. It never did.
In elementary...
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