As soon as I arrive, Sebastian pulls down a giant book of photography from the shelf, because he is the kind of kid that respects and enjoys this sort of thing. Sebastian flips through it eagerly. There are a lot of naked pictures. To each one he says naked, naked or filfthy. We are apparently flipping through said book because somewhere inside of it, he claims there is a girl who looks like me.

Finally, we arrive at her. Or me, that is.

I look.

Um.

Oh – okay – is it because we both have short dark hair?

Yeah! Those are boobies!

……Yes. Yes, they are.

Mine are bigger.