Regis has the same birthday as me. But that's pretty much where the similarities end. He's an eagle scout, biologist, and soccer player. Fighter of fires, destroyer of darkness, and a beacon of truth. He's spending his year after graduation in Africa right now, saving children from AIDS through soccer and goodness. His absence has left a hole in many hearts. And whenever I'm around his friends, they can't stop talking about him.
Moi: I missed the train by six minutes! Now I have to wait another hour. So mad.
Mac: You should've ran.
Moi: I did! But there's no way I can make up six minutes' time by running. The train was already gone by the time the subway pulled in.
Mac: Regis would have run. He would've caught it.
Moi: It was six minutes! He would've had to run so fast that the earth spun backwards on its axis and turned back time to catch it.
Mac: Haven't you met Regis? Regis could've done it.
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