Best friends were always something that other people had, in George's experience. He'd never been what you might call a sociable person – having a high IQ and an affinity for languages tended to keep you out of the cool crowd at school.
Then he'd had his 'experience', and he'd become even more of a loner. It was better that way. Safer for everyone.
But then he'd met Mitchell. Another loner, just like him. Someone else who was 'different'.
For the first time in his life, George had a best friend.
But now he was realising he wanted more than that.