Vanilla
I smile, "Which brings me to one of the reasons I'm here, Caramel is such a sweet, naive, oblivious soul. What in fuck's name do you want from him?"
For someone who knows I don't want shit from him, his genuine confusion about the question I asked, is near amusing, "What do I want from Carl? Nothing."
"Oh please, I can give you one answer but I'm being nice today. Why did you give him a comic book?"
He doesn't seem pleased with that word. "A manga."
"A book filled with pictures then." I add, twirling the straw in my mouth, "My baby brother, he's— He's like a baby, you see. You're being kind to him. You're paying him attention. Why?"
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