rancid limerance

Patrice and Phelony were best friends. The bestest of best friends in fact. That was until Phelony blamed his own gas-passing on Patrice and embarrassed her in front of the class. Patrice vowed never to utter a word to Phelony again.
Fast forward 8 years and Patrices hatred for Phelony still stands. Phelony has long forgotten about this slight occurence and has no idea why Patrice is so up tight and cold near him.

Embark on this journey of confusion, love, farts and sharts, confusion, hatred, and did i mention confusion with the lovable and relatable characters in this story!