Taste my Dear Luna
she began, "what now?"
John's chuckle echoed behind her. "What now?" he repeated.
"Now," said Ben, "is you consider yourself the Little Red Riding Hood. Get lost. Meet the Big Bad Wolf. And find yourself."
She lifted an eyebrow. "Little Red Riding Hood, huh?"
"Well, you're wearing a red hoodie and don't ask why because, yes, I believe in fücking fairytales despite my sexy Greek God body!"
She laughed at his immature behavior, realizing for the first time that John was, in fact, right about saying that Ben's an immature kid.
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