A Colorful Friendship
(I had just finished boot camp, and am at my first training command. Home is a thousand miles away and only one person I know from boot is going to the same school as me. Needless to say, it is pretty lonely. I am sitting alone in the classroom when someone plops down at my table.)
Stranger: “This seat taken?”
Me: “No.”
Stranger: “You mind?”
Me: *shrug*
Stranger: “Hey, your name is White.”
Me: “What?”
Stranger: “Your last name is White. My last name is Green. We should be friends.”
Me: “Because our names are both colors?”
Stranger: “I’ve heard dumber reasons.”
(Nine years later, and she’s still one of my closest friends.)
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