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oh yeah, one more.
leroy's childhood friends call him lee instead of roy i'm used to.
'lee?', i asked him, 'is that the way you like it?'.
'it's just them', he replied. 'my boston friends call me roy mostly, and it's almost ten years since i moved there so i'm fine with both roy and lee'.
'and your parents? how do they call you?', i asked then.
'roy', he replied and then asked, 'what do you like more?'.
'roy', i smiled, 'it fits you. it's royal, sort of, aristocratic'.
'how do your parents call you? i know you have waggish pet names in russia', leroy said.
'oh with my name it's tricky. my grandma calls me lenie, mum goes with sweethearts and honeys and dad usually uses my full name. and it certainly gives room for interpretation so my friends take advantage and use all their imagination to play with it.'
'what's your favourite?', leroy asked then.
'what do you wanna hear, arrogant boy? me saying mellow?', i teased him.
'why can't you just answer a guestion for a change?', he pretended to be offended.
'mm.. let me think.. mellow?', i said then.
'now i'd have to think of a new one', leroy said.
'why?', i laughed.
'the look on your face when you said that', he didn't finish the sentence but made an eloquent wry face, 'eeew'.
leroy's childhood friends call him lee instead of roy i'm used to.
'lee?', i asked him, 'is that the way you like it?'.
'it's just them', he replied. 'my boston friends call me roy mostly, and it's almost ten years since i moved there so i'm fine with both roy and lee'.
'and your parents? how do they call you?', i asked then.
'roy', he replied and then asked, 'what do you like more?'.
'roy', i smiled, 'it fits you. it's royal, sort of, aristocratic'.
'how do your parents call you? i know you have waggish pet names in russia', leroy said.
'oh with my name it's tricky. my grandma calls me lenie, mum goes with sweethearts and honeys and dad usually uses my full name. and it certainly gives room for interpretation so my friends take advantage and use all their imagination to play with it.'
'what's your favourite?', leroy asked then.
'what do you wanna hear, arrogant boy? me saying mellow?', i teased him.
'why can't you just answer a guestion for a change?', he pretended to be offended.
'mm.. let me think.. mellow?', i said then.
'now i'd have to think of a new one', leroy said.
'why?', i laughed.
'the look on your face when you said that', he didn't finish the sentence but made an eloquent wry face, 'eeew'.