TOO CUTE TO HANDLE
(I LOVE YOU?)
“Everyone wants, happiness. No one wants, pain. But you can’t have a rainbow without a little rain.”
-----Anonymous-----
“SPILL it out,” Andrea demanded, tapping her fingers on the table as they three sat at the restaurant grilling everything out from her cousin Sky, who in reality they are manipulating and playing off. “Sky.” She calls, prolonging a tone with her voice as she rested her chin on the back of her right hand, glaring at the words and the death stare asking Sky for everything. Secretly giggling, wherein at the back of her mind is screaming her fujoshi nature, her scheme and on tract perfect plan is running smoothly at a third stage now.