Lazying around the office one evening, Mike and Kelly eating Tootsie Rolls, and me, giving them hell for eating them. They're a chocolate cheat, they pretend to be chocolate, but they're not! Mike sat at his usual place in front of the computer, working out a new bit of programming. Kelly and I, the ever vigilant friends, were there for moral support, and to point and laugh when the coding went wrong. As we talked, I continued to tease them for eating those parodies of chocolate they kept happily offering to me every couple of bites, and I bitterly complained with every offer that they hadn't gotten me anything I liked.
     Just an ordinary evening in my house.
     After our long forced confinement, we had reached a familiarity point in our relat...

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