It was always the two of us, James (myself) and Francis (my colleague), both budding scientists and best friends. We were drawn together by each other's intellect from the end of high school, and had not separated since. We both longed for recognition, but to no avail- we never made a discovery or invention that would truly earn us such. It’s also the main reason he hasn't talked to his family in years, as every time they asked about his line of work he’d become defensive and cease talking to them. Yet I had no idea what it was. “What’s wrong with that?” he whipped back. “No water?” I mouthed.