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"Okay, fine. I'll stick around. Just thought you were... you know... getting a little tired of me." Toby explained with a shrug, following the group reluctantly. He wasn't sure how he'd gotten himself talked into following this group for so long. He'd never talked to anyone outside his immediate family for this long since... three years ago, when he started falling behind developmentally. He'd lost all of his friends, and hadn't really had any since. It felt weird talking to people like this. He wasn't used to it anymore. Maybe he wouldn't be friends with these people long term --he doubted they'd want to-- but he found it nice to have some company for a change. 

He knew he'd lied when he said he wasn't hungry, but he was starting to realize that it might have been a bigger lie than he thought. He supposed he'd just have to tough it out through the day until he got home. Maybe his mother might have done some grocery shopping on the way home from her job interview. Unlikely. Either way, there was no use complaining about it. The last thing he wanted was someone to pity him. Ignoring the lingering sensation of lightheadedness that pervaded his system, he followed the three taller boys. 

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