"Why were they even fighting?"
The question pops up in my head every other time while eating bibble covered coconut milk ice cream. Cat wasn't the violent type and she never got into fights, but when she did she was always so ditzy, so she lost while looking cute or sad but never hurt because no one would dare touch her.
Her fights were usually with people who would hate on our family, she couldn't stand it when homophobic people called Frankie "That Fag" or anything of the sort, but I couldn't stand it either.
She also disliked it when people would hate on my appearance or voice and even saying that I've changed, causing her to give them a lecture about how much I have NOT changed and how much I do NOT care about their opinions.
I watched as Frankie and Cat talked and laughed while watching the Sam and Cat on the television which was neatly mounted on the wall. No one in the restaurant seems to notice that the stars of the show are in the same room as them, I mean if I was a 6 year old I wouldn't care if I was in the presence of celebrities, especially while eating my bibble. (I think I understand now.)
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