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Sep 2024

but still introvered or what?

Umm...

like this:


“I knew it! You little sneaks!” Honey is scolding, marching over to the table to snatch Cocoa’s trifle as the two of us raise our eyebrows ‘innocently,’ with our mouths full.

“You were trying to finish it all before I got here!” Honey stamps her foot accusingly.

“No idea what you’re talking about,” I laugh, holding up my hand as if to swear with my fingers crossed. Cocoa starts to laugh as she sneaks another spoonful out of the trifle glass in Honey’s hand but is quickly interrupted by a brain freeze.

“That’s what you get for trying to eat everything up without me -” Honey shakes her head taking a bite, only to immediately fake her own brain freeze with an exaggerated, “Oh ow ow ow. Instant karma. Take your glass back, take it back.”

Cocoa obeys the instructions laughing teasingly, “It seems like karma keeps shortening its processing time.”

“Yeah, it used to take 9 to 10 business years,” I quip, “I’ve been waiting more than a decade for some good karma I ordered back in the ninth grade.”

“Good karma shows itself in the form of ice cream,” Honey sighs, running her fingers through her hair, “That’s why I need yours. Hand it over, Mr. Man. I’ve been having a day.”