F.L.A.S.H
I blurted out, “and for the love of god, this isn’t high school musical.”
“Yeah you’re right,” he suddenly acknowledged, dropping his legs as he leaned in, “she saved you from drowning so...” I followed on trying to see what his brain was thinking up this time, “that makes her, the little mermaid...” he leaned back placing his legs on my bed, while taking in the soup, “mind blown.”
I watched the ugly soup disappear down his mouth and tried very hard not to shake my head. Any head movements at this point in time were very painful,
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