Strudel sat down against the house.

Strawberry sat down next to him.  “Strudel” she said.

“Yeah?” said Strudel.

“I don’t know how to say this” said Strawberry. “I- I think we should take a break from each other.”

“Are you- Strawberry- are you dumping me?” said Strudel.

“No- Strudel-” said Strawberry.

“I’ve gotta go” said Strudel, and he walked into the house and slammed his plate on the counter.

“Yo! Strudel!” said Stick, as We Belong Together started playing.

Strudel ignored Stick.

“Dude, you’ve gotta talk to me!” Stick followed Strudel outside.

“Go back to playing your depressing music” said Strudel. “I’m gonna be late”

Stick followed Strudel down the sidewalk.

“Stick, I’ve gotta go to court tomorrow” said Strudel. “Didn’t you hear about the Tom thing?”

“Yeah” said Stick. “Yeah I did”

“Well I’ve gotta get home” said Strudel. “My mom wanted me home by 11”

“Alright” said Stick. “Well, good luck tomorrow”

“Thanks” said Strudel. “And good luck with Aloha”

“Thanks” said Stick.