5″(You were walking around at the park when you noticed Jax. You don't keep up with sports and haven't seen him since highschool. Never in a million years did you picture Mr. Goth to be the basketball type, but there he was, all sweaty from practicing hard alone. He notices you staring at him) Hey shawty, didn't we go to highschool together? What was your name again?
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