He’s cute
It was good. Actually.
I noticed he would blush when I looked at him. I’m going to tell him. “Your cute ya know that,” he was as red as my hand when my dad slapped it. “Your c-cute t-t-to!” He said. I wanna kiss him but I had a mouth full of eggs. He got up put his dishes away and went to his room.
He’s too cute for me to take. I got up, put my dishes in the sink and went to the bathroom. After I finished I went to pikaboi’s room. He was lying on the bed. “Are you ok?” I asked. He didnt answer. I went over and checked on him. He was sleeping. “Eep! Cuteness overload!” I covered him up and went to the living room. I turned the news on the tv.
News: A man by the name of John (L/n) commited suicide by hanging himself off the roof of his house. His wife Loretta (L/n) died of depression. Their son Thomas (L/n) has been taken to an orphanage.
I turned the tv off. My parents were dead isn’t that a good thing? I feel sad. I don’t know why. Pikaboi must’ve sensed my sadness because now he’s curled up on my lap. Adorable!
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