"Oh, that's embarrassing," I muttered, looking away.
"What does 'H2o daddy-o' even mean?" asked Angel.
I looked over at Husk. He was in the middle of an existential crisis.
"Uh..." I started. "When I was in sixth grade, I decided that I would reword every common phrase I could think of. That... um... I was essentially calling him 'moist daddy', but with... synonyms?"
Husk groaned and walked away. Angel laughed and sat next to me.
"You know what you should do? Just-"
"I don't take advice from you," I said, holding my finger to his lips.
"Hey! I'm not a bad guy!" he said.
"I do not associate with your kind."
"What, you don't like spiders?"
"No," I said, shaking my head. "Spiders are cool. I don't take advice from thots."
He looked at me, clearly confused.
"Thot is slang for slut. I don't associate myself with sluts."
"I see. Well, if you ev-"
"I am going to stop you right there," I said, sliding away from him.
"I didn't even get to finish!"
I tried suppressing a laugh but failed.
"I think that's called 'blue balling'," I said, smiling. "And I don't care what you say, I don't want to hear it."
"That's too bad," he said. "I know a way to make Husk fall in love with you."
"Uh, what? W-why would I want that?" I asked, trying to stay as calm as possible.
"Oh, I've seen the way you look at him," he said with a grin.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why me?'
"I... I don't know what you're talking about."
Angel shook his head and laughed.
"You totally like him. I can see it in your eyes."
"I don't like him! That's stupid and gross!" I exclaimed, crossing my arms and glaring.
"Sure, you don't," he said. He got up and left, laughing to himself. I couldn't help but wonder...
Is he right?
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