"you know these are bad for you, right?"
"you know i dont give a fuck, right?"
or;
where luke works at a gas station and michael goes there to buy cigarettes everyday
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"Well that's the last jar" "Yeah, I know. " I say reaching for it "What if I want it?" he asks playfully No way in hell is this boy getting the last jar of nutella. (MICHAEL CLIFFORD SHORT STORY) (BOOK 1 IN THE FOOD SERIES)
Michael didn't say much.
Luke said nothing at all.
Luke and Michael were perfect for each other.
Silent.
But still perfect.
WINNER OF THE 'MUKE' BROMANCE AWARD
ALSO AWARDED THE STORY WITH THE MOST VOTES OUT OF ALL OTHER CATAGORIES