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Forrest Gump v. Shark Tales

Author: Kamala
last update Last Updated: 2020-12-28 21:38:20
I tried keeping my sobs to myself by stuffing the warm cake in my mouth. I felt Zack glance over at me but he kept quiet. I could tell he really wanted to laugh at me but he knew better than that. It's not my fault that I'm an emotional person who gets attached to every character to ever exist. It's part of being human.

It's part of being a giant pain in the ass.

"How comes you weren't sad when Victor cheated on Mia?'' Zack turned and asked me. "That was really a gut-wrenching scene and you sat there stone-faced as if you were watching an Adam Sandler 'comedy',"

''That's a valid question. Maybe it's because I never really liked her too much,'' I said not really focused.

''You like everything,'' he said incredulously.

''Not everything,'' I defended. That much was true I liked most things. Please note the word most, it's the keyword here.

''Name one thing you don't like,''

''Kayla,''

''I said a thing,'' he pointed out.

I decided to remain quiet because I was done with this
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