"I can't express how much I hate fucking bees." I grumble, after having a dream about bees last night.
"Then stop fucking them," Cassian suggests.
"You know what I meant!" I start, snickering first.
"Not after the Bee Movie, we don't," Rowan smirks.
"Welp," I laugh.
"Wanna hear a story?" Cassian asks us.
I nod.
Cassian begins. "So I was at a funeral for someone I didn't know, and the priest is talking, and I have new AirPods that I'm using so I can play Mario Kart on my mom's phone. And the music is just like yaaaaaa and I'm listening to this at the funeral. Well, no, that's not really what it sounds like but you get the point.
"Anyway, everyone at the funeral could hear the music because the AirPods were new and this was before they were popular, so I didn't know how to use it. I was like ten at the time and just assumed that the AirPods would connect to the nearest device. So the music is blasting really loud, the priest is talking, and everyone can hear it and no one tells me anything at all."
"And then?" Rowan prompts.
"That's it," Cassian says.
I burst out laughing. "Damn."
"So we're just putting cream cheese and jelly on the bagels?" I ask.
"Yeah, I guess so." Cassian answers.
"That's easy," Rowan says, bringing out five bags of bagels with five in each. "We give eight plain bagels with no cream cheese or jelly for people who want coffee, eight with cream cheese, and nine with jelly because jelly is easier to spread around than cream cheese."
"Yeah, this is big brain time," I say, grinning. "Are you good at math?" I ask them as we start working.
"I'm okay," Rowan says.
Proudly, Cassian says, "No."
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We're almost done with breakfast, but I'm already a hundred percent done with this conversation.
My head hurts.
They're saying so many bad jokes I'm going deaf.
"What the hap is fuckening?" Rowan yells at Cassian, who is trying to explain to him exactly why and how he burned down a building five years ago.
SEE? SEE, THIS IS WHAT I MEAN.
EXCEPT CASSIAN ACTUALLY BURNED DOWN A FUCKING BUILDING, APPARENTLY.
(PLEASE TELL ME SOMEONE UNDERSTOOD THAT REFERENCE^, PLEASE.)
Someone help.
I need help.
I want food.
Real food. Like cheeseburgers.
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