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"What am I even doing here" thought Dave to himself. "I should just go." He was standing outside his best friend John's house, finger poised over the doorbell. "I don't even know if he's home…but I have to see him…" Recently, for reasons he could not explain, being separated from John for any amount of time made something in the pit of his stomach feel uncomfortable. Before he could figure what to do, the door opened in front of him. It was John's father. "Hello Dave, it's nice to see you. I'm guessing you're here for John, I'll go get him. He turned and heading back into the house, leaving the door slightly ajar. Dave closed