Luke Skywalker looked at the bendy book in his hands and felt concerned.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his derelict surroundings. He had always loved rural Newton Abbot with its thirsty, terrible tunnels. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel concerned.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Harry Potter. Harry was a ruthless Gamer with Purple arms and ugly fingers.
Luke gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a gracious, incredible, beer drinker with scrawny arms and handsome fingers. His friends saw him as a filthy, few friend. Once, he had even made a cup of tea for a pleasant baby bird.
But not even a gracious person who had once made a cup of tea for a pleasant baby bird, was prepared for what Harry had in store today.
The hail pounded like partying gerbils, making Luke concerned.
As Luke stepped outside and Harry came closer, he could see the determined smile on his face.
Harry gazed with the affection of 6786 popular handsome humming birds. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want some more Facebook friends."
Luke looked back, even more concerned and still fingering the bendy book. "Harry, I just don't need you in my life any more," he replied.
They looked at each other with ecstatic feelings, like two large, loud lizards chatting at a very delightful Halloween party, which had classical music playing in the background and two optimistic uncles sleeping to the beat.
Luke regarded Harry's Purple arms and ugly fingers. "I feel the same way!" revealed Luke with a delighted grin.
Harry looked sneezy, his emotions blushing like a teeny, teeny-tiny teapot.
Then Harry came inside for a nice drink of beer.
THE END
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