CHAPTER 49: LIAM

Emma suggests we get burgers from McDonald's, not my regular type of meal.

I can't remember the last time I had a burger, and the last time was the first time as well.

"There's no way! I know you're rich, but does the myth exist?" Emma asks after I tell her.

"What myth?" She always comes up with absurd stuff.

"That the rich don't eat stuff like that, burgers, and whatnot."

"I can't speak for others, but it's a personal preference. I prefer not to plague my body with junk like that, building up toxicity that can be easily avoided," I admit.

She groans and rolls her eyes, "Damn, my bad. I must have activated Boring Liam. Please bring back Bearable Liam."

Boring Liam? Bearable Liam? I wonder what other versions of me she has in her head.

"But, I can sacrifice one night of my healthy routine," I clear my throat.

"Yeah yeah whatever, Mr Healthy." She turns to me as we approach the drive-in.

"So, tell me, will I die of cancer or something, or sicknesses? I ate burgers most of my life, they