"Eye-Sack!" I was going through pictures taken in the fifth grade with my friends.
"What," Eye sack said.
I ran into the living room and found my future husband. "Omg, remember when we always did those little handshakes?" "Uhm, no, I wasn't one of your little girlfriends, where I went, 'patty cake, patty cake, baker's man,' and I'm also not gay, so yeah."
"Well, I found a little book of my favorites. I think there's one you might like," I suggested. "Whatever. Show me or something." I sick sat up in his recliner. "Okay, so you go like this-" I put my hands in the air and readjusted eye sacks. "This one is called, lemonade crunchy ice." I sick rolled his eyes, that belonged in his eye sockets.
"Lemonade, crunchy i- No you do it like this eye sack," I said, having to restart because eye sack didn't understand it. "Ok, ok." "Lemonade-" We did this for about another ten minutes.
"Can I go back to my video game? Also, you made me thirsty for lemonade- can you make me some?" I sighed heavily and made my future husband l e m o n a d e.
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Cara W̶i̶l̶s̶o̶n̶ (Phipps)
ChickLitCara Phipps, might be Cara Wilson, is dating "the world's best gamer." What will happen when he breaks his thumb permanently? Will they still get married while his thumb is broken? Or will their relationship be broken as well?
