"How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."
- Winnie the PoohMarvin rubbed his eyes as he trudged to the kitchen, grumbling about his hangover while he rummaged through the cabinets for some painkillers.
"Hey, look who's finally up!" Manny announced obnoxiously loud on purpose.
Marvin only grumbled and turned to face them where his brother and Enrique were sitting at the table having lunch.
"Yea, the dumbass that was flashing his ass to everyone last night," Enrique teased.
"Yea right," Marvin laughed it off and turned around to search through the next cabinet. "Don't bother making shit up. I remember everything perfectly."
"Really? You weren't that drunk then?"
"Nah."
Enrique stood and was at his side just as Marvin found the bottle of Advils. He slammed the cabinet door shut from behind him before he could even reach to grab it. "So then what's your fucking excuse for kissing Inez last night?"
Marvin froze for a second as the memory played before him. He turned to face his glaring cousin unfazed. "You know how flirty I get when I drink. And I'm single now, so... that's my excuse."
In a split second, Marvin's shirt was bunched into Enrique's fists as he pushed him harshly against the countertop. "Not with Inez, you fucking douchebag!"
Manny's chair screeched as he ran over to pull Enrique off his little brother. "Enrique, chill."
"Man, fuck you!" Marvin glared back at Enrique. "I'm not gonna stand here and fight my own cousin over a bitch that clearly doesn't give a fuck about him!"
"Dude," Manny shot him a look that quietly asked him to shut up and just walk away.
"Oh, I'm glad you remember you're my cousin! Kissing the girl you know I'm into. I can imagine how much more you would've done if we weren't family!"
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Small World
Dla nastolatkówHonestly? It's a story in which every possible trope/cliché imaginable is thrown into ONE big book. Come join this group of friends on their coming-of-age journey 🎒📓 ⚠️Includes: graphic sex, violence, drugs, profanity, and some Spanish dialogue