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Wallace broke. “You can’t… Hugo.”
“I know,” Hugo said, sounding strangely vulnerable. [..] “But it’s mine. It’s for me. And you can’t take that away.”
“I’m not trying to,” Wallace snapped. “It’s - you’re…” His chest hitched. The hook felt molten hot. “You’re making it harder. Please don’t do this to me. I can’t stand it. I just can’t.”
“Why?” Hugo asked “What’s so bad about it?”
“Because I’m dead!” Wallace shouted.

“Just friends?”
“Hang up!” Wallace said frantically. “Oh my god, hang up the phone!” He tried to swipe at it, but Hugo was quicker, plucking it off the counter and holding it out of reach.
“Just friends,” [..]
“Are you sure? Because- and I can’t believe I know this- you sound like the kind of guy he’d go for. He didn’t think I noticed, but he would swoon whenever-“
“I don’t swoon!” Wallace bellowed.

“For someone who’s a ferryman, there’s a lot you don’t know.”
Hugo chuckled. “Isn’t it great? I’d hate to know everything. There’s be no mystery left. What would be the point?”
“But you’d know what to expect.” He realized how it sounded the moment he said it. “Which is why we unexpect.”
“Exactly,” Hugo said, as if that made any kind of sense.

The first time you share tea, you are a stranger.
The second time you share tea, you are an honored guest.
The third time you share tea, you become family.

Here was a shot of an island in a cerulean sea, the trees so thick, he couldn’t see the ground.