Love Sick
"Hawk, my man, I'm so glad you could make it."
I thought Bryce was his man. Pfft, how could I forget? It was Kevin, every guy he talked to was his man. He was already inviting Hawk to their game of beer ping pong, and that was my cue to step in.
"I don't know, Kevin, isn't it too early for that?"
"Oh, come on, Peanut, don't be such a spoilsport," he singsong.
"I'm not," I huffed, but ended up giving in to Kevin's chants of "spoilsport." That boy could be so childish sometimes.
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