“You give them extra fries? You’ve never given me extra fries.” She darted her attention to the pizza in my grasp. Her little hands snatched the box before she shrugged. “They don’t use my scrunchies on the door to indicate that they’re fucking someone in my room, now do they? Or give my favorite pair of underwear to some puck bunny.” Or kiss the fuck out of you to make you feel better.
