It all started with a knock on my door.
It was my neighbour from Apartment G-1.
Dave wasn't my favourite of people.
He usually came down to ask to borrow odd things...
like a ball of string or a cup of matches.
Today he just waved a newspaper at me and interrupted my breakfast.
I handed him a yo-yo to distract him and returned to my bowl of Ramen.
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