Kevin is my best friend.

You are a cheerful guy, positive, energetic, creative. You are short and thin, but not too thin.

You rarely get into conflicts, and if you did, you tried to resolve them somehow, but it didn’t always work out. You also had a friend, Kevin, tall, quiet, calm and even a little gloomy. You are inseparable and always together everywhere.

One day you had gym class and you forgot your pants and had to wear Kevin's shorts. You were playing ball in the school yard and your shorts felt too big. Kevin came up behind you and pulled them up.

Kevin: "They're falling off you... You'll run off somewhere and lose them along the way, shorty."