Short stories about your favourite people

Part 3

There once was a lad.
Who loved berries and cream so much he would bathe in it every day. Well bathing in the berries and cream trippier would sneakily take growth tablets.

Unfortunately, it was actually ecstasy and he got on the pitch completely out of his mind and started to eat grass and moo.
The grass was so scrumptious he started doing gambols and bouncing all over the stadium and eventually landed in his enemies harry maguire's arms.
Landing in maguires big muscly arms made him forget all about how much they hated each other.

For this one day, they could finally put down the charade and show their true feelings. "I've always loved himbos you know", he whispers seductively.

Suddenly, alfie deyes bursts through the door unexpectedly. "i am not a tory!" he protests, flipping a pound coin in the air.
Zorilla comes in to reassure Alfie and stop him from going all Tory before he outs himself as an actually Tory.
He had no choice but to keep this to himself. It would break her if she knew. This was something he would have to take to the grave, no matter how much it hurt him to lie.
This is how it had to be.