Having a best friend is the best thing ever, man.
The other day, I was having a meltdown (who knows what about) and my noodles told me to start candle making.
I was beyond shocked.
Nobody trusts me with fire. I'm so fucking clumsy.
When I'm older, my mother will make me hire a candle-lighter and a candle-sitter.
What will you have to hire a sitter for?
