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    felix types. felix’s entire life occurred in the span of one year. felix went to school, felix went to work, felix spoke rarely. at lunch felix would read sentences on a screen. felix would let the words pass through him. felix would feel safe knowing that no one could look over his shoulder, at the mass of letters, and be able to know which ones he could feel passing through him.
    she sat beside felix. she sat beside felix whenever she saw him, and when they passed in the halls his head would shoot up at the mention of his name. hello felix.
    felix spoke rarely. felix would let the words pass through him. lisa and felix sat together, walked together. lisa would say things and felix would nod, stare ahead at the yellowing grass in the field, bordered by crisp white lines. felix would see the stares of others at his existence- lazy-eyed, off-centre, hyphenated to lisa’s porcelain body. ‘everyone is waiting for me to die’, felix would think. ‘this is pathetic’ felix would think.

    

    ‘was she hotter than me?’ says nat.

    ‘you’re the hottest girl I’ve ever met’ says felix.

    ‘caw’ says nat.