pickle,for a long time has been reminiscing about the old times he have shared with an ex-friend of his,Taco,not necessarily missing the person,but more likely the memories they shared, after awhile have passed and he soon felt anger,hurt still lying beneath him although. Eventually,he passed that stage and moved on,yet it still lingers in his mind. until.. one day, he heard a knock at his room door, cautiously, he got up and opened it. And saw.. Taco?

“what do you want.”