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Gary woke up feeling happy late on Monday, the first day of summer. He had a busy day ahead. He threw on a pair of old shorts and a dirty T-shirt sporting the logo of his favorite BMX team. After running his hands through his hair to give himself that “just out of bed” look that all the teenage girls went crazy over, he ran downstairs and ate breakfast.
After a nutritious breakfast of left-over pizza and a can of soda, he hopped into the garage and jumped on his bike. He rode down the street and over to his friend Kevin’s house.
Gary knocked on the front door. Kevin’s mother answered it and told Gary that Kevin had several chores to do around the house before he could come out to play. Dismayed, Gary got back on his bike and rode down the street to the local convenience store run by Mr. Lewis.
Gary always went into the store for sodas or snacks, and sometimes to play video games. This morning, Gary was there to play video games. He spent the next few hours running through a stack of quarters before buying himself lunch in the form of a cheese burrito, nacho-flavored corn chips, and a gigantic fountain drink.
After Gary spent his morning playing video games, he felt sure that Kevin was done with his chores. He got back on his bike and rode up the street to Kevin’s house again. When he got there, he saw Kevin mowing the front lawn.
“Dude,” said Gary. “You’ve been doing chores for hours now. When are you going to be done?”
“I don’t know, man,” Kevin responded. “My mom keeps on finding stuff for me to do.”
Gary rolled his eyes. It was already mid-afternoon, and the first day of summer, and he couldn’t find anyone to hang out with. What a drag, he thought.
What kind of third person perspective is this?
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