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Benny was heading over to Ruthie's apartment. She and him were no longer dating. They went out for a few months and things didn't work out between them. Their interests were just different and they both wanted different things in their life so it made them both incompatible, but that didn't mean they couldn't be friends. Now Benny was seeing someone else.

But Sam and Joon never had anyone either before they met so it was as if they were sole mates but they had beat losing their virginity before him.

One time when he stopped by to give Ruthie and them flowers, they were busy with making grilled cheese sandwiches, he just left the flowers in their doorway. He knew they wouldn't like to be disturbed.

When he got to the apartment, he parked his car and ran inside. He knocked on Ruthie's door.

The door opened and Benny went right inside. He pulled out the article cut from the paper and thrust it in her hands. "Read it."

Ruthie sat down and read the article.

"Well?" Benny asked.

"Hold on, still reading," she said.

Benny paced around waiting anxiously

"Sit down son, you're making me nervous," she said.

Benny sat down in a chair.

Ruthie has said that to him before when they first met.

After Ruthie was finished reading she set the article on the coffee table. "I don't know Benny," she said.

"Don't you think it sounded a bit like Sam?"

"Well there is more to it than being unable to fit in and unable to make friends, having narrow interests and fixations. You can't diagnose someone over a few symptoms. Look at the list of symptoms it shows here," Ruthie picked up the article and pointed to the symptoms checklist. "It's about rather your child could have it or not. I don't even know what Sam was like in his childhood. This whole article is about children than adults who have it. We don't even know if Sam had the rest of these in his childhood," Ruthie said as she scanned her finger down the list.

"So what do you think he has then?"

"Does it matter what he has? It's just another new label. It doesn't define anyone. Does schizophrenia define Joon? Does dyslexia define Sam?"

"Well some of it sounded like Joon too," Benny said. "The restricted routines, her patterns, her preoccupation and fixation on her paintings, she hates loud noise and she hates her peers and prefers her own company but I read that about her mental illness. Is Aspergers another mental illness? Does that mean Sam mentally ill too?"

Benny wasn't sure how to pronounce the name so he pronounced it Ass-bur-jers.

"I don't know."

"I gotta show this to Sam then, he would be the only one to know," said Benny. He took the article from her.

"You think it's important to tell him about another label and have him think there is something else wrong with him?" Ruthie asked.

"I'm dying to know," said Benny. "Only he knows about his childhood and he would know rather or not he has the rest of these symptoms."

He left her apartment and went across the hall and knocked on Sam and Joon's door.

No one answered.

"Where did they go?" Benny asked.

"I don't know," Ruthie said who was standing in her doorway.

"They didn't even say?"

"I don't tell you where I go whenever I go out, so why should they?" Ruthie said.

Benny slid the article under their door. Sam would see it and read it but Joon would probably read it to him.

"Oh Benny," Ruthie sighed.

"I think he should know about this," he said and headed out the door. He needed to spread the word.

Shall I assume he has it too? Ruthie thought sarcastically. He forgot to say "goodbye."