I’m Nick, You’re Schmidt.

You’re the only turtle I want.

Yaret Hernandez
Sep 28 · 3 min read

This is the story of a great friendship.

We met in college and basically had no choice but to talk to each other at one of those ice breaker things teachers do on the first day of class. We were told to get into groups based on our favorite color.

Your favorite color is pink and mine is grey. We had no one else join our color group so I walked over and asked you what your favorite color was, even though I could already tell.

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