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today my creative writing prof asked us to think about a single incident with someone we care about that describes them pretty well. and i immediately thought of my little brother, teaching me how to skateboard and me laughing, losing my balance. i remember chattering away incesstantly about a boy i liked, trying to get hints as to whether or not grant would approve (because his opinion is like gold) and he just listened, that quiet, wise smile on his face until i finally said "do you like him? would you like it if i dated him?" and my six-years-younger-than-silly-old-me brother sighed and said, with a smile, "nicole, i honestly don't care who you date as long as you're happy." and it startled me as so accepting and loving. and that is exactly who he is in a nutshell. well, that and bleedingly sarcastic.