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            WARNING: Spoilers from the movie Breakfast at Tiffany's. You can skip the part where the narrator is talking about the conclusion of the movie.            A long time ago, although it was just last year when Arthur Kirkland and Francis Bonnefoy heard of the news that Kiku had finally accepted Alfred’s proposal to be his lover, the two older men had their own specific reactions. Clearly, we’ve seen them react right on the spot, but the aftermath of the incident remained a mystery until I asked them personally and they decided to break the ice.            From what I recalled in my interview, Arthur said he remembere

            “In spite of our repeating promises, no matter what, I always found myself longing for his company… I want him… I need him. I couldn’t help myself. Yes, we were no longer children. We established our own lives and ourselves. But in such ways, we were still young; hence we couldn’t control our urges. Nevertheless, the difference between my husband and I was our persistence: I am mad, demanding, and highly impulsive. I act before I think, and once I did something, I made a commitment to myself and my deed, in other words, I have no sense to control myself. But my husband, my perfect husband, he is wiser

            July 4, XXXX, Independence Day,            It was not a big surprise when I found out that Alfred F. Jones was born on the same day the United States celebrated with lights and the anniversary of its liberation. When Matthew celebrated his birthday on July 1st, he preferred the serene tranquility than the confusing chaos of the clamor, but that didn’t stop him nor his friends and family to enjoy the laughter and nonsense in the circle as long as there was no bloodshed involved. However, in Alfred’s case, Arthur Kirkland once told me that when he was born three days after his twin (due to being premature), there were

            Alfred took Kiku back to his place by 12:10 am.            “Hey, do you think your mom would be ok with us?” Alfred asked once he pulled over and opened the door for Kiku. Of course, he wouldn’t dare to ask about Yao’s (or Ivan’s) opinion because we all know how’s that going to work.            Kiku got off from the car and thanked him before saying: “She likes you already. So I’m pretty sure she will be fine with us.”            Just then, Mrs. Honda went out from the house. “There you are! So how was the prom?”            “It was fun, actually.”

            As Alfred took the nearest shortcut to the school, they arrived within twelve minutes later. From the outside, the school seemed to be in its usual condition, however, the open lights and the muffling noises from the inside said otherwise. Alfred got out from the car and sprinted around to open the other door for Kiku as he gestured him to take his arm.            “You know you don’t have to do that,” the Japanese said, although he took his offer anyway.            The blond squeezed his hand where it was resting on the curve of his arm. “I’m doing my best as your partner for tonight, darling,R

            Mr. Jones Can’t Take His Eyes Off A Honda            The Gang read the headline in unison. It was one of those rare times when these scallywags along with Matthew and Kiku met in the lobby, waiting for someone to pick them up or hang out when they have a free time, which didn’t happen too often after they all took different classes and their after school activities diverse based on the clubs they joined in.            Lately, the school newspaper, headed by Mrs. Elizabeta Edelstein, released the latest issues. Almost immediately, most of the students grabbed an article each and proceeded to flip to Page 10 where th